Chapter Twenty Five

Emilia's POV:

Diinngg Doonngg

I race down the stairs to the door and open it, straightening my clothes out so there neater. I'm just wearing my usual attire of black leggings and a striped blue, coral and white t-shirt that goes just above the knees, and a pair of plain white angle socks.

I open the door to see who it is and frown.

"Ash. What are you doing here?" i ask confused, i wasn't expecting him today and he didn't even tell me he was coming,

"Nice to see you to. Well to answer your question i came to visit my glorious sister. Is that a problem?" he asks in his smart alec, sarcastic remark.

I roll my eyes, that's my brother for you.

"No it isn't a problem, i was just expecting someone else." i nod my head to the side motioning him to come in.

"So how was Cali?" he asks and my jaw drops,

"You knew we were in Cali!?!" i exclaim with my mouth in form of an 'o',

"Well i wouldn't have let you go unless Jace told me where you were going. Duh!!"

Right, i forgot my bro could be over protective.

"Well it was good." i say mono tone and he raises a brow, he obviously know something's up,

"My dearest sister, if it was good as you said it was, wouldn't you be more excited to tell me about it." he says, a sly smirk reaching his lips.

Damn him.

"OMG it was soo amazing, we should soo go back. How awesome would that be? I took so many amazing photos. Damn i wish you could have come." i say really fast faking excitement and he just stands there staring at me,

"Tell me what happened." Ash says mono tone, jumping on the couch so he is now lying down, and puts his hands behind his head,

After a bucket of chunky monkey flavoured Ben and Jerry's and three mocha's for me, i finish explaining what had happened in Cali. Starting from the whole Leon and Phoebe situation. And honestly i needed a guys point of view from all of this.

"Ok, so you and Dylan had a fight, over something that has nothing to do with you." Ash starts, his face as blank as a piece of paper, "well to be honest Dylan was being rational, and he was being a hypocrite if what your saying is true. If Dylan was a player before like you said... i would have never let him lay a finger on you, what the hell Em, you should have told me right away... he is soo dead..." Ash continues ranting on how he would give Dylan a black eye for even coming near me, and saying how he should watch his back from now on, blah blah blah...

"ASH!!" i yell, and he continues, "ASHTON JOSEPHINE!!" I yell his full name and he looks at me with a glare, "Stop getting of topic and get back to the point here!!" i tell him fairly annoyed, seriously i know he's my brother and everything but really now is not the time to rant about me dating an ex-player,

"Right well, he was being a hypocrite. I'm not one to give advice and if i knew he was one before hand..."

"Your getting off topic again." i say in a sing song tone,

"Well my point was he was being a hypocrite."

That's his point. So very helpful.

"Wasn't i the one who told him he was one in the first place!!" I tell him really annoyed right now,

"...Yea," he says dragging on the 'a',

"I was asking for advice, not for something i already knew." i say and walk off to the kitchen, scanning the fridge for something i can drink.

"Bingo." i say snatching the can of dr pepper from the box that is in the fridge,

"Emilia."

"Don't worry about it." i say turning around to face him, "now a question for ya, are you coming to England with me to see mom?" i ask curiously,

"I don't think i can that week... now that i think about it, isn't your birthday next Friday?" Ash says and i freeze,

"Next Friday!! Are you sure?" i say rushing around the kitchen to find the calendar, i find it on the wall near the back door and look for the date, and he's right, July nineteenth is in fact next Friday. And i haven't even started packing yet.

"Well knowing you, you always leave your packing till last minute. So i suggest you better start." he says in a sing song tone.

Damn him always being right!! But oh well, Europe here i come!!



Casually sitting around in my room going through drawers in my room, picking out my favorite outfits. That includes hoodies and sweat pants. Well it is cold in England so yea. Ash went home an hour ago and now i'm just packing my bags, well i'm starting to.

Ding Dong.

Getting up to answer the door for the second time today, i walk down the stairs and once i get to the door I open it casually and just let a small smile lay on my lips when i see who it is,

"Hey," i say in a small voice,

"Hey sweet cheeks," Dylan says with a small smile on his lips too, he walks forward and wraps his arms around me tightly, "I missed you, i am so so sorry, you know i didn't mean to snap at you and i wasn't angry at you, i was pissed at Leon but you know that now that i had a good think about it maybe it's good that he settles down. I mean i did with you and we're happy, so why can't he be happy with Phebs," he babbles and i stand there hugging him just as tight.

"Dylan." i say,

"As long as she's happy is all that matters, and it didn't even have anything to do with us and we ended up fighting, i am so so sorry. You know i couldn't even sleep last night cause when you left your eyes were all swollen from crying and you were crying because of me..." he continues his babbling, taking a breath i speak a little louder,

"Dylan." i say and he looks at me, "I understand and yes you figured we were fighting over nothing. Finally. Anyways Phebs is really happy, she is just upset that's all." I smile a little, but there is still one question i have to ask, "Dylan, are we ok now?" i ask carefully and he pulls back, smiles and leans down pressing a passionate hungry kiss to my lips, and gosh i missed his lips on mine.

"Yes, of course we are." he says, is a hoarse voice,

Leaning back down pressing another hungry kiss to my lips, my hands snakes around his neck while his arms wraps around my waist pulling me closer to him. Lightly nibbling my lip asking for entrance and i let him, our tongues fighting for dominance, he obviously won that fight. But he pulls back letting me breath for air, but that doesn't mean he would stop. He kisses butterfly kisses down my jawline and open mouth kisses down the side of my neck leading to my soft spot in between my neck and collarbone. Sucking on my skin making a moan escape my mouth, his hands rubs small circles on the side of my hips leaving warm tingles as he moves them higher but not by much. Dylan trails kisses back up my neck and on my jawline, leaving a warm tingles in its place, kissing each of my cheeks and slowly trailing to the corner of my mouth, just before his lips reach mine again he whispers three words,

"I love you."

That was all for me to lose control and pull his lips back on mine, so i don't make some stupid comment. What am i suppose to say to that? i love you too. But i don't think i'm ready to say it to him just yet, maybe just a little longer. Continuing our make out sesh, and the door bell rings interrupting, but Dylan doesn't stop what he's doing, just continues kissing my lips as i try to pull back,

"Mmm, Dylan... I have... to... get that." i say between kisses, and he pulls back reluctantly,

"Aww," he whines and i smile, "i only just got you back." and i roll my eyes,

"It was a day apart." i tell him walking towards the door,

"That's too long." he whines like a little kid who's mother is saying no to a candy bar,

I reach the door and open it to see no one, this kinda feels like deja vu. I look around and look towards the ground and see another parcel. You have got to be kidding me, right?

"No one's here." Dylan states coming behind me and wrapping his arms around me, i roll my eyes at captain obvious over here,

"It's just some package." i tell him, picking it up and bringing it inside but cautiously looking around outside before closing the door,

The package is wrapped in brown paper and the box is smaller than last time.

Dylan takes it out of my hands and place it on the floor and wraps his arms back around my waist, leaning back down to capture my lips but push him back at arms length.

"Hold on tiger! I actually need to tell you something or maybe it's better if i show you." I tell him in a small voice and he nods concern taking over his eyes,

I pick up the package and lead the way to my room, once we reach my room i tell him to sit on my bed and i went to where the hidden box was, pull it out and place it by his feet,

"What's this?" he asks with a small smile, it's a shame he won't be smiling once he opens it.

"Just open the damn thing." i snap, realising my mistake my eyes widen, "Sorry, it's just that, you will understand if you read the note." i tell him slowly, pressing my lips together tightly in a thin line,

Dylan opens the cardboard flaps and just stares at the condoms and pregnancy tests and his mouth is agape,

"Is there something i'm missing?" he asks and i shake my head and grab the note out myself to hand it to him,

"Read it." i tell him, he raises his brow and opens the piece of folded paper.

I stand there awkwardly waiting for him to be done with reading the letter.

"Who sent this?" Dylan asks through gritted teeth, a small vein popping out on his forehead in anger,

"I don't know." i say in a small voice, this is the very reason why i didn't tell him.

"Don't open the other package." he says and my eyes widen,

"Why the hell not? Dylan they don't want us to be together and if they have more stuff that is against me then i need to see it."

"Em, please just don't open the other package. I'll take it home." Dylan says in a determined tone,

"Dyl, please just leave it here. Plus what if it's not from this unknown person."

It's true what if it's from my mom or Ana.

"If it was from someone else there would be a postage sticker saying who it's from." he says and raises a brow,

He has a point.

Dylan looks out my window and just stares there, i take this advantage to sneak to him and take the box, but that was a total failure... he wraps his arm around my waist and pulls me towards him, making me fall on his lap then wrapping his other arm around my waist trapping me. I let out a small squeak,

"Did you really think you could get past me princess?" he whispers lowly in my ear, that made my knees weak even though i was sitting down. His voice is so freaking sexy when he does that.

"I-I..." i stutter, how could i ever not see that coming.

Dylan presses his lips on the spot between my neck and shoulder, kissing around that spot and back to it sucking on it, making me tilt my head to the side giving him more access and a small moan come from the back of my throat. His hands move to my sides of my hips and start rubbing small circles there.

"D-Dylan. If i c-can't ope-n the b-ox, t-han can-'t..." i stutter,

"Shh, no talking." Dylan says in that same low tone he used before and it's just soo sexy, and just mentioning that, him saying that made me shut up straight away.

Around an hour later we are just laying about on my bed facing each other, i some how ended up in his shirt... and only his shirt with my undergarments... no no it is not what your thinking, hell no. Although we did reach second base and that's how i think we both ended up shirtless, and another reason why i have his shirt on.

"You know you look hot in my shirt." Dylan says in a whisper, making me blush red.

"T-thank you."

"No need to thank me, i'm your boyfriend if you haven't forgotten." he states and i smile, but frown when i remember something,

"Yea, i haven't forgotten but i also haven't forgotten the package." I tell him and he frowns to, "Can't we just,"

"No Emilia, we are not opening it."

"But aren't you just as curious to what it is?" i ask him in a small voice, and he shakes his head,

"No." he says in finality,

"Yes."

"No."

"Yes."

"Drop it. I said no and that's final." a touch of anger to his tone,

"Fine." I say getting up and heading for the kitchen,

"Where are you going?" he asks once i reach the door,

"To get food."

Looking around the fridge for something to eat or drink in that matter. But for some reason i feel like a mocha, yea a mocha sounds great for that matter. I turn the kettle on, grab the mocha powder and a cup from the cupboard. Listening to the whistling from the kettle while i wait for the pop sound for it to finish.

Pop.

While pouring the water in the kettle i feel arms snake around my waist, my heart speeds up at an unhealthy rate and i gasp, putting the kettle down to hold my chest. Geez, can anyone not see they can give me a heart attach doing that. I silently breathe in and out through my nose trying to get my heart rate back to normal. I stir my mocha, while doing so. Calming myself down, i already know who it is so there is no point turning around.

"Are you making me one?" he asks pressing a kiss in between my neck and shoulder. I suck in a sharp breath and stay silent, yea childish i know but he can't always be protective of me. "giving me the silent treatment." That wasn't a question but a statement. "Maybe we should open it, just in case."

"Having a hard time saying no to your girlfriend." i smile knowing i won this argument,

"Maybe." he says in a cheeky tone, kissing the same spot once more,

"Fine. Let's open it." i say grabbing my mocha and making move for the stairs,

"Hey!! aren't you making me one?" and i giggle,

"Nope." i say popping the 'p'.

"That's no fair." he whines, and i smile until i feel my mocha get removed from my hands and Dylan starts tickling my sides, making me squeal and laugh so hard my tummy hurts. Minutes later i end up on the floor with Dylan on top of me, straddling my legs still tickling me making me squirm,

"Haha... fine..." i say between laughter, he pauses,

"Fine, to what?" he says with a cheeky smirk, leaving his hands on my hips,

"Fine to i'll make you a mocha!!" i say in surrender.

"Now that's my girl." he says in a cheeky tone, "Love you."