Her Game

her

ROSES POV

I cant believe I kissed her cheek, I hope she likes me like I like her. 

"where have you been, and what the hell are you wearing?" Preston asked while his mouth was full of chips. he was watching some sort of movie with gore in it. 

"none of your business" I wanted to keep Allison to myself for as long as possible. last time I brought a girl home, I found them in his bed in the middle of the night. She tried explaining herself but I couldn't look at either of them. 

I made my way up to my room so I could study for my classes. I throw myself on the bed and look at the fairy lights and vines on my ceiling. I would love to show her my room. 

That confession she told me weighs heavy in my heart knowing she had to go through that. And she even asked me not to be scared when she told me what she did to those boys but I think she was holding back on the full truth not wanting to scare me. i want to see her again it so stupid I just saw her an hour ago.

the knock on my door pulls me out of my thoughts when I see my dad come in. He's a mountain compared to my brother. Topping out at 6'4 i reach the bottom of his chin with my 5'11 frame.

"hey your back from your date- he sits on my bed causing a huge weight change- you look like you had fun" he says softly. when I came out to him a few years ago he was in tears when he thought I couldn't trust him, it really emotional. 

"yeah" I say dreamily. my thoughts shifting back to Allison. " she's really amazing dad you'll love her" I say excitedly.

"I'm glad your happy sweetheart" he kisses the top of my head and takes his leave. I take off my dress and hang it up, hearing my moms nags in the back of my head. heading to the bathroom I get ready for bed.

I wake up to my brother obnoxious singing in the shower. He's no doubt using up all the hot water like the ass he is. I go down stairs to grab some breakfast but I stop when I see my dad hugging my mom from behind while she's making what I assume to be pancakes. they clearly got into some trouble because his hair had flour in it and mom had dried pancake batter all over her arms and apron. They looked so comfortable with each other I wonder if I would ever be like that someday with my wife. Allison popped in my head and I could feel my cheeks heat up. I shake my head hoping it would act like an etch a sketch and get rid of my thoughts. 

"geez guys get a room" Preston waltz down the stairs shoving past me and grabbing three pancakes for himself.

"don't need to, we own the house so technically" he said dragging out technically he turn my mom around and picked her up to put her on  the counter and started kissing her like we weren't here. I would be grossed out if I could stop laughing at Preston. He looked like he was going to be sick. 

I grab three pancakes for my self and lather each one in butter.

"you guys are the worst ugh why cant you guys hate each other like Lucas's parents" he stormed out grabbing his keys and slamming the front door behind him. The house shook with silence leaving us to deal with the aftermath. 

I could my dad visibly steaming, my mom gently put her hands on my dads face and the tension in him dissolved. The only one ive ever seen calm down my dad was her. No one came close.

She kept her head down as she got off the counter. I knew it hurt her that Preston didn't understand what it means to love someone as she loved dad. She is always so patient with him even though he really deserves a good smack up side the head.

"honey I'm a little tired I'm going back to bed" I hate him. I how he makes our own mother a shell of what she is. Dad followed shortly, he hates it when she's upset. If there are soulmates, they are blueprint, revision, and final draft all in one.

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Its been about a week since my date with Allison and i couldnt stop thinking about her. She's just so ugh. how can one person be so amazing and interesting. We texted all week and she always sends me a cute picture of her before practice. Im feeling really hard.

I look over at my alarm clock and it reads 1 am. I cant sleep, I rub my hand where she held it. I can still feel her hand in mine. It was calloused from cheerleading. I cant believe she went through all of that in her freshman year. And from what she told me about the boys, I think she was holding back.  

I'm drawn away from my thoughts by the tapping on my window.

It was Allison, s**t ITS ALLISON. 

I hop back from my window and graciously fall halfway on my floor. getting back up I threw open my closet door and put on some leggings and a sweat shirt. I brush my hair furiously and run back over to my window. 

opening it to a smiling Allison standing on the roof of a huge truck.

"morning stranger" she said kind of low as to not wake up my house.

"what are you doing here?" I cant help but smile at her. She's grinning like a devil who's come for my soul. 

"we're going on a adventure sweetheart" she simply said.