Sorry ts so short and its been so long

Emmy was everything I ever wanted in life. She was funny, smart, and beautiful. Every day was different with her. She was never boring and she was always coming up with ways for us to be together.

To say that her parents disliked me would be an understatement. She assured me that they didn't like that I wasn't catholic. I tried my best to get on their good side. Every Sunday I went to church with them, and went with her to her youth ministry groups. What I realized about Emmy was that she hated going to church. Sometimes I blamed this on myself. She would want to go to church if I wasn't part of her life, but I was too selfish to let her go. Emmy loved the outdoors and we were always having our dates in the park. That's what we were doing tonight. She convinced me to go along with her lie about having dinner with me and my mom. Instead we went to the park to have a late picnic and look at the stars, but mostly we ended up kissing. It seemed like all she wanted to do lately was kiss me. I didn't mind though, she was perfect.

"Shiloh," she whispered against my lips.


"If I asked you something, would you promise not to get angry?"

I sat up and looked down at her in her green long sleeve shirt showing the tiniest bit of cleavage. "I could never be angry at you, especially over something you ask me." I ran a hand across her cheek to her neck.

"Would you be willing make this relationship serious?" she asked.

"W-what are you talking about? I thought it was." I sounded nervous. I swallowed.

She sat up to some closer to me. "I just…I want this to go farther. I really like you Shiloh, I do. I don't want to take this slow. I don't want to wait till marriage for my first time. No one does that anymore. My parents don't understand that, but I know your mom will. I want to have fun Shiloh, with you." She said the last part stroking my cheek.

"Do you know what you're asking?" I asked.

She nodded. "Yes, we've been seeing each other a couple months now and I think we're old enough to make the decision."

"Emmy, we're only fifteen. I don't want to do something we're not ready for. There are risks that come with it. Consequences were not ready for."

She nodded. "I know." She took my hand. "We'll get protection, and it will be beautiful."

"I don't want to end up like my brother. I don't want kids before I'm ready for them."

"I'm not saying now, or even next week. I just want you to think about it. Think about us."

I nod. "Let's go. It's getting cold."

Tell me if this is the direction you wan to go because it will get interesting faster or if you want to wait a while