Love

After that emotional night, Mum left me alone. We had a good talk, but in the end she knows I'm growing up and need to make my own decisions. She told me she'll be there for me, just like dad said. I'm not so sure anymore, but thanks anyway mum.. 

I now am sitting beside Scott, feeding him chicken-noodle soup. 

"How come I'm feeding ya, when ya can feed yourself?" I chuckled, gently giving Scott another spoonful of soup.

Scott smirked, "Because, now yer 'ere with me"

I smirked, "I'm glad. Ya know, we 'ave to go back to school once ya heal."

Scott tilted his head, " 'Ow come ya aren't in school now?"

I glared at him, "Are ya kidding me? I need my partner in crime!" I chuckled.

Scott smiled, "It's not the same getting in trouble without me then, eh?"

I smirked, "It truly isn't." I said, feeding Scott some more.

" 'Ow come I have to feed ya soup. Yer arm and ankle is broke, that's it i-"

Scott pointed to his bruised face.

I sighed, "Right, right.. But other than that, ya can eat solids."

Scott sighed, "Me parents are treating me like I'm ill or something. I guess that's the only way they can take  it" Scott shrugged.

I nodded, "That's an odd way of taking my dad's beatin'" I smirked.

Scott chuckled, "It is."

"This is some good soup, yer mum made it?" Scott asked, tasting the soup.

I sighed, grabbing a napkin. "Don't talk with yer mouth full" I said, wiping his mouth gently.

Scott smirked, swallowing his soup. 

"And no, I made it" I said.

Scott raised an eyebrow, "Ya cook?" He asked, astonished.

I smiled, "Yes, I do cook." I proudly said.

"Mum taught me quite a few things. What kind of girlfriend doesn't make soup for there loved one?" I winked at Scott.

Scott blushed, "Yer tough and sweet. I just don't know what to call ya" Scott caressed my face.

I tilted my head, "What do ya mean?"

"Yer tough as nails, but sweet like candy.. Maybe I could call ya Nailed Candy." Scott said.

I laughed, "Nailed Candy? Is that some sex reference?"

Scott started laughing loudly, "No, No.." 

He gazed into my eyes, raising one eyebrow, "Only if ya want it to be"

My jaw went slightly opened, I gently hit his non-broken arm.

Scott smirked as I started giggling.

"Not in public either. My god, Scottie.. Ya make me embarrassed!" I said, covering my face as it turned red.

Scott started laughing, "Yer so adorable.." He softly said.

I smiled, not being able to hide my smile no longer.

"Are ya still 'ungry?" I asked.

Scott shook his head, "No, my dear."

I smirked, setting the soup to the side. "Good."

Scott looked at me as I leaned down and kissed his lips.

Scott started smiling, "I am 'ungry for that..." Scott mumbled.

I smirked, "Really?" I said, kissing his lips again.

"Ya may be tough as nails, but yer lips will always be sweet and soft." Scott said.

"Oh, shut up and kiss me" I said.

Scott chuckled, kissing my lips passionately.

Suddenly his bedroom door opened.

"Oi! Ya two better not be making babies in 'ere!" His dad said.

I quickly straightened up as Scott and I started blushing.

"Hello, Peter." I greeted his dad.

Peter smirked at me, "Young love, I tell ya Shirley.."

Peter said as Scott's mum, Shirley, walked in.

I bit my lip, becoming more embarrassed.

"Ya two are so cute.." Shirley cooed.

I smirked.

"She's a keeper" Peter winked at Scott.

I giggled.

"Dad, we've known each other since we were five. Of course she's a keeper!" Scott smiled at me.

Shirley smiled right at me, "We'll leave ya two kids alone." She said.

Peter and Shirley shut the door as they left the room.

I turned to Scott as I started blushing. "Oh god, Scott. We'll never get privacy for one day" I giggled.

Scott smirked, "They're alright with it, love. Don't worry" Scott winked at me.

I smirked.

"I love ya, Scottie." I smiled sweetly at him.

Scott smiled his toothy grin at me, "I love ya too, Jules" He said, kissing my lips.