Call Me Maybe

He held my hand all the way to the cinema, chatting exitedly about the football scores; I just nodded in what in what I guessed were the right places. When we finally got there and queued up to buy the tickets I  offered several times to buy popcorn but each time he replied

'No all you have to do tonight is look beautiful'

But even that is a challange for me.

The movie was good - the parts of it that we saw that is. I'll go from when the lights went down.

As the movie began Matt gently put his hand on my kneee and slowly slid it up my leg, he was evidently hoping that I wouldn't notice. A few minuites later I felt him tense and try his luck moving his hand a little higher. I didn't try to stop him. Relising this he relaxed and leant over to me whispering to me

'Are you ok baby'

I  pretended not to hear , wanting him to lean in closer. As I predicted, my trap worked. He leant in closer and opened his mouth to talk, but before the words had a chance to come out I grabbed his face and craddled it in my hands kissing him meaninfully. A fraction of a second later he started kissing me back, he let out a quite groan of pleasure and I took the oppertunity to deepen the kiss, sliding my tounge into his slightly opened mouth. Our mouthes began moving in perfect syncronisation and he soon slid his tounge into my mouth making the kiss more passionate. My body was on fire. Reluctantly we seperated gasping for air. I was tingling from head to toe. We restarted the making out until the lights went up, then he grabbed my hand and we left the cinema in silence, staring into eachothers eyes communicating without words; it was like we were made for one-another. As we reached the car he held open the door and leant over to belt me in, stealing a kiss on the way. The night ended as we reached our houses, both of us knowing it had to but not wanting this perfect night to end. We stood in the street for a moment then Matt leant over and kissed my head

'Same time tomorrow'  he asked.

'Yeah'  replied, my heart missing a beat.

'Bye babe'

'Bye honey'

'Love you'  we said together

He placed a gentle but tender kiss on my lips and I walked away, turning a few times to see him still stood there staring after me; a longing twinke in his eyes.

Reluctantly  I opened the front door and stepped inside. A rushof hot air hit me. I went dizzy having to steady myself by grabbing the door. God, his taste was driving me crazy.

I steadied myself and walked over to the phone to find five frantic messages from Emma asking where I was. I checked my watch inquisitivly . God, it's 11:45, she must be thinking he had taken me to his room already. Without a second thought I dialled her number and befor it even rang twice she was shreiking down the phone nearly bursting my ear drum.

'Where the f*** have you been'

'Sorry hun the film overan, but, yes I have had a good night thanks'

'Sorry I was just soooooo worried 'bout you, I thought he had rapped you, or murdered yoyu or even kidnapped you'

'How many times have I told you STOP WATCHING MISS MARPLE AND MIDSOMMER MURDERS'

'Sorry chuck I've tried, their just addictive; I'm on my way'

And she slammed the phone down before I could protest. I dived into my bag to find my ancient pink phone. As I pulled it out my bag it bleeped, making me jump and causing me to drop it. As I predicted it was from Matt.

'Hope u  had a gd nite, I did. U'r taste is drivin' me crazy but I guess I'll have 2 wait til 2moz. Btw did I tell u how sexy u looked 2nite xoxoxoxox'

I sent a quick reply as Emma hammered impatiently on the door.