Just a Kiss

Chapter 2

So I think this chapter's a little more interesting...I hope you think so!

And I figured the 'Just a Kiss' song fit the chapter pretty well...:)

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Chapter 2

We ended up watching The Hangover. Even though we both said we watched it a million times before we both still laughed through the whole thing. We both agreed that when a movie’s that funny it doesn’t matter how many times you watch it. During the first funny scene in the movie, we both started laughing and then he stopped laughing and just stared at me.  A true smile appeared on his face and I could see little dimples on his cheeks that are so adorable. His smirk is so sexy and cocky but his smile is so sweet and sincere. I don’t even know which one I like better. Why is he so good looking?

I made myself stop laughing “What?” I said in a sharp tone. Shit. I was probably laughing like a hyena or something…great.

“Nothing. I just didn’t think you were capable of laughing. But I’m glad you are because you have the cutest laugh I’ve ever heard.” He said still smiling.

I blushed when he said that but rolled my eyes so he wouldn’t notice.

He kept giving me compliments. He didn’t make a move on me or anything. I didn’t know whether to feel good or bad about that. He was super flirty, but not in a pig way either which was nice. But that’s probably just his personality. I didn’t like him, I couldn’t. He was so not my type. Not that I really had a type. I never really dated anyone or ever had a relationship with anyone. I would hookup with guys but I never had anything serious, that was the last thing I needed. But still even though I would hookup with guys, no strings attached, that’s as far as I’d been. I don’t care about losing my “innocence” or whatever but I just wasn’t ready yet to be that intimate with a guy. So even though I wanted to hookup with him, I wouldn’t because he was eighteen and probably wouldn’t settle for just making out. He was extremely hot though. So if he did make a move, I don’t think I’d be able to control myself. But he didn’t make a move on me and I really don’t think he was planning on it. I was just somebody to hang with cause he had no one else. After the movie I was going to tell him I should get going but he asked if I’d stay and eat with him. He told me his parents were working late so it was fine. We ended up just ordering a pizza.  I swear we talked for hours too. We actually ended up having a lot in common. I was actually having a lot of fun too. I was starting to think maybe i could even be friends with him. I had been there along time, since around three and around ten I told him I really should get going before his parents get home. He insisted on walking me home even though it was only a five second walk.

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“Well thanks for walking me home.” I said when we were at my door.

“No problem.” he said smiling.

“Bye.” I said opening my door.

“Wait…” He grabbed my arm and pulled me back out.

He pulled me right into his chest.  I looked up and he was looking down at me. We were just staring at each other. I felt fluttering in my stomach and I knew what was coming. He closed the little gape between us, slowly, pressing his lips to mine. I hesitated for a second but then kissed him back. It was amazing. I could feel an unfamiliar tingling sensation throughout my whole body. My knees went weak but I knew I wouldn't fall because his strong arms wrapped around me, pulling me closer to him.  It was like nothing I’ve ever felt before. He brushed the tip of his tongue against my lips, enticing me to open my mouth.  I parted my lips and met his tongue with my own.   His tongue swirls with mine and I wrap my arms around his neck. We were pressed together so tightly from our lips to our knees, our bodies so incredibly close and it felt so good. I could feel his warmth on my skin, his hands around my waist, burning through my clothes. He pulled me even closer and I didn’t ever want it to end, but I knew it had to and I didn’t want him to be the one to end it first. I pulled away a little but still kept my face close, our foreheads resting against eachother.  I let go of his neck and glided my hands down his shoulders and chest slowly and back by my sides. His hands let go of me and slid down to hold my hands.  I pulled back all the way, still holding his hands.

“Goodnight.” He said with a large sexy smirk on his face. He was still holding my hands and I smiled at him as he slowly let go of my hands as I walked into my door.

He started walking away then turned back and said “I’ll call you tomorrow. Sweet dreams.” He smiled and walked away.

I went inside the garage and shut the door and a little squeal noise came out of me. I walked in my house and could not stop smiling.

My mom was watching T.V. in the kitchen and looked up when she heard the door shut.

“What'd you do tonight?” She asked me looking back at the T.V.

“ Nothing." I said as I poured myself a cup of water.  She looked up at me and before she could say anything I went upstairs.

I went and got ready for bed and the smile never left my face. I laid in my bed, replaying the kiss over and over again. I couldn’t sleep. What was wrong with me? I’ve kissed plenty of boys before and even though I had a fun time making out with them it never felt this good.