~Kari’s POV~
A few days went by after Tony and I’s date. Today was the day that my dad was coming back. I honestly couldn’t believe how much has happened since he left.
“So Kari, are we umm going to tell your dad?” Tony asked interrupting my train of thought.
“Umm I honestly don’t think that will be such a good idea…” I said.
“Why? He’s really nice, I’m sure he’ll understand.”
“Yea he’s nice but you don’t know how over protective he is. How do you think he would react to knowing he left his daughter and her boyfriend alone in the same house? He would take it the wrong way.”
“You’re right that does sound pretty bad once you say it out loud but he’s got to find out sometime.”
“I know just not now. So when he’s around, don’t act like we’re together.”
“But he’s around like all the time!”
“I know I’m sorry.”
He made a sad face, “Fine but will you at least give me a kiss and a hug before he comes?”
“But he’ll be here any minute!”
He pouted “Please.” He said holding my hips pushing me lightly towards the wall. He leaned in and I gave in. We kissed for a while then finally pulled apart. I gave him a hug and all of the sudden I heard the front door swing open. Without thinking, I pushed him away. He bumped into the couch. I mouthed ‘I’m sorry’ just as my dad walked towards us.
“Hi dad how was your trip?” I said as I gave him a hug.
“Good. My uncle is getting better.”
“Oh good.”
“Yea. So what did you guys do while I was gone?”
“Oh nothing.” I nervously lied.
“Oh. Well at least you didn’t kill each other. I’m going to go get some rest, I’m tired form the trip.” He said as he walked up the stairs. I sighed in relief.
“You didn’t have to push me into the couch you know.” Tony said while rubbing his hurt back.
“I know I’m sorry I just freaked out.”
“So what so we do while he’s asleep?”
“Umm I’m not sure.”
“Oh wait! I know! I want to hear you sing!”
“What? No!” I said as he ignored me and headed up the stairs to get his guitar. He returned and tried to convince me for a bout twenty minutes to sing.
“Ugh fine.” I finally gave in. “Do you know ‘Don’t You Ever Forget About Me’ by Sleeping with Sirens?”
“Yea.” He began to strum the strings on his guitar.
When it was finally time, I began to sing, “The hardest thing I'd ever do
Is say goodbye and walk slowly away from you
But I'll do it
And after all this time I shared with you
It seems unfair to leave with nothing more than blank stares
But I'll do it
If it's for the best then I wish you well
If it helps to say our life was a living hell
Well then do it
Then do it
Then do it”
I sang the rest of the song. When I was done, Tony’s eyes went wide. “What?” I asked “Was it really that bad?”
“No it was perfect! You’re really good at singing you know.”
“No not really…” I denied the compliment.
“Yes you are and that’s final.” He said. I laughed a bit at his failed attempt to be serious. After about an hour or so, my dad returned downstairs. I brought out some sweet bread and made coffee for us. We ate it and caught up on my dad’s trip. It started to get late and I decided to head upstairs. I said good night to my dad and Tony. I went to bed wanting and not getting to kiss Tony good night.