A Kiss That Taste Like Summer (Tony Perry)

"After you" Tony said holding the door open for me. I jumped out and grabbed is hand pulling him inside. My stomach was growling and I needed to eat.

When entered we were greeted by a hoard of people also waiting for food. I made a loud and annoyed sigh as we sat down on the benches to wait. Tony squeezed my hand and leaned over and whispered in my ear "Its okay" I realized what a spaz I was being and calmed down. I laughed at myself and then rested my head on Tonys shoulder.

10 minutes late we were greeted by a young waitress, she asked how many people and showed us to a small booth in the back of the restaurant. She gave us menus and took our order for drinks before disappearing into the kitchen

Tony got up and slid into my side of the booth, he wrapped his arm around me and kissed me on top of my head. I squeezed his hand on my shoulder and put my other hand on his thigh. I looked up and him and he looked back down at me with him big brown eyes, I smiled and leaned up and pressed lips to his. When I kiss him it feels so right, like he's the only one for me.

He pulls away and puts his hand on my cheek "I love you."

"Wha-what?" I mumble out. He loves me? He loves me.. HE LOVES ME!

"I love you," he repeats brushing my hair behind my ear " and I think your the most beautiful girl I've ever met."

I felt tears brim my eyes. Tears of joy. He was there for me when I needed someone most. And he cares about me and my feelings when no one else does. And he loves me. "I love you too."

He smiled and kissed me once more before the waitress returned with our drinks. Then she took our order, I ordered eggs and bacon, and Tony ordered pancakes. She smiled at us and walked into the kitchen again.

Our food came out really quick, we ate and then made our way back through the restaurant out to Tonys car.

"Thank you for breakfast Tone" I said.

"Your welcome babe" he said leaning over to peck my cheek.

We pulled out of the parking lot and started driving back to Tonys. There was a lot running through my head right now. Like Tony saying he loves me and where am I going to get another job. I knew I defiantly loved Tony back but I always have my doubts. But I don't want to doubt anything anymore. I didn't know what I was going to do with my life either. I'm unemployed. How am I suppose pay bills and make ends meet? I let out a loud frustrated sigh and leaned my head against the window.

"What's wrong?" Tony said reaching over and squeezing my thigh.

"I need to go home" I said quietly.

"Liz you don't have too," he said trailing off "I mean unless you want to" he said removing his hand from my thigh.

"Its not that I want to," I said turning towards Tony "I need to, I have to. I need to figure out what the hell I'm gonna do. I have no job, no money, no nothing" I said. Reality was sinking in and it wasn't a pretty picture.

We arrived at Tonys and I got my things and made my way out to my car Tony following close behind. I put my back in the passenger seat an turned to face Tony. He wrapped me in his arms and buried his face in my neck.

"Call me?" he said into my skin.

I nodded pulling away from him and smiling up at him. He leaned down and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck not wanting to leave him. His lips pulled away from mine and he pulled away from me.

I got in my car and pulled away watching Tony wave me goodbye.

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When I got home all I really wanted to do was sleep. I fed Ceaser and changed into my pajamas, climbing in bed pulling the covers to my chin. My mind was going a mile a minute. Now what? I had put so much time and effort into my art work and i got nothing out of it. How was I going to afford rent next week? I sighed and a few tears escaped, running down my heated cheeks. I was so hurt, angry, upset. I screamed out loud and pulled me hair.

"FUCK YOU! YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT"

I let myself calm down. Slowly breathing in and out. I couldn't sleep now, I rolled out of bed and walked out to the kitchen to get myself some water. I looked around my house. Observing it. My art work hung everywhere. The more I saw it the more I would get upset.

Fuck Danny. He lost a good artist. He'll be sorry. I sat down at my table and pulled a sketch book out and started drawing. I didn't know what but I just started sketching. I drew a tiger, it looked pissed. With is fangs and face. I was very pleased with it. I went through and put more and more detail in it, touching up its fur, its fangs, eyes. I smiled to myself to see the work of art I had just drew.

Sleep eventually came over me and I shuffled my way to my bed and fell fast asleep. Tomorrow I'll look for a job, get back on my feet, and not let this effect me and Tony. My eyes grew heavy and room went dark. A good night sleep should do the job.