The Divided (BoyxGirl) [Completed]

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Chapter Three

[The Divided]

Dates. First dates. Girls. Holy shit.

Where?

Why?

How did this happen?

I'm glad it happened, but...well these events just didn't happen. Not to me anyway.

First date. The word kept replaying itself in my mind over and over, urghh... How do you make a girl...happy? To be with you?

I picked up my wallet up of my bed and hurried downstairs, changing my mind halfway; I rushed back up the stairs to the bathroom, nearly tripping over the last step.

After checking myself in the mirror for the 12th time, I ran my fingers roughly  through my hair once again, after eventually giving up with the brush.

I’ve never dressed up for anything in my life. Even though I only wore my black jeans, a clean white top and black jacket, I still felt overdressed.

Christ?! What do I wear? Is it normal to freak out about what you’re WEARING???

That should be the last thing on my mind right now. Urgh. this is no time to vain...I thundered downstairs for the last time, pulling my Chuck Taylors on, this was one exception to the looking smart department.

I’m wearing them. End of story. Actually no...Yes! No!!...YES!!! Oh fuck it.

I slammed the door on my way out, and yanked open the garage door, revealing my Dad’s black Mercedes behind it. He would shoot me if I damaged it.

Maybe I should just take the truck?

No way. I can't pick the girl of my dreams up on a first date with a truck. na-ah. Not on.

I unlocked it and climbed in, carefully shutting the door behind me.

I looked through the windscreen, at the road that would eventually lead me to her. Breathe Shayne...breathe... I put the keys in the ignition and revved the engine. The gentle rumble of the engine soothed my nerves...

I can do this. I just have to get there. On time. OH SHIT THE TIME!

I revved the engine harder, easing the sleek black car carefully out the drive, and pushed up a gear. I. Have. To. Get. There. On. Time. Dad please don’t eat me....

Is it normal to feel this nervous? I took deep breaths, trying unsuccessfully to relax. Butterflies in you stomach. What an understatement. More like bloody vampire bats.

Driving to Lyssa’s house was a trek, the town isn't that bad, well...once you get used to it. But her dad must really dislike it to live a good few miles out of town. Which, if I’m honest, I haven’t ever strayed from before.

I’ve never really been out the town limits before in my life. But I knew where I was going, Sort of.

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When I eventually got there, which honestly wasn’t that hard to find because of the way their house stood out amongst the other tiny delicate houses, Lyss was waiting at the bottom of their huge drive which I think, was home to three or four hearses.

Tell me this was a bad idea. a funeral home? No way.

Beautiful Lyss...standing outside a possible funeral home. hm....

I slid the car up next to her and rolled the electric windows down, I eyed her playfully. 

"Anytime soon would be great"  I told her sarcastically

"Be quiet you! I’ve never been in a car...like that before, I was just looking at what I was getting to" She replied with the same playful sarcasm.

She's never been in a car that wasn’t a hearse before? Christ.

She carefully opened the door and sat down; she ran her slender fingers through her hair and looked at me, a smile playing on her lips.

She leant in ever so slightly...I think I got the idea, I leant in too, before gently pressing my lips against hers and shutting my eyes.

I’ve never imagined what a girls kiss would feel like to me before. But HER kiss was just...perfect. This is how love was meant to feel like...well...without going all the way anyway. 

Even though it lasted barely a second...I felt my heart opening up to her. I don't care anymore. I just want her to have it. I gazed at her in wonder, How can a girl so....pretty and....surreal go out with someone like...well, like me?