Changed

Changed 24 "Wrong Timing"

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I was still angry. I kept ignoring his messages and calls thinking 'This is how you treated me, now how about a taste of your own medicine?' My room was a mess. A bunch of text books were scattered on the floor, test papers and essays that needed to be revised were all piled up on my desk but, nothing seemed to be sinking to me. The weather was starting to get chilly so I took my blanket from my bed and wrapped it around me as I sat at the front of my bed.

I took my phone and tried to message Teri but then, I remembered that she was out of town and that she won't be back in 3 days so, yeah thats just great. I was home alone, my mom isn't back from the publishing house and it looks like I'll be alone for the night. I placed my phone on my side table when a message popped from my Facebook— it was Austin.

'I know you're still mad.'

Heck yes. But, I felt alone and I needed someone to console me. How can something so sweet be so bitter all at the same time? I realized that this is now relationships are. Relationships are like pieces of art–it has two sides. One shows the beauty of it and how it gives people this incredible and eye opening feeling just the way it should be. The other side is the artist's true intentions and emotions and most of the time, its not that colorful. I don't know which side I am In.

Should I call him?

I snatched my phone from my bed and dialed his number when I heard a knock on the door. "Who is it?" I yelled for upstairs and immediatley went down to see who it was. I ran as fast as I could and was surprised to see who it was.. "Hi." said a nervous looking Austin.

I stammered at the right words to say but fortunatley: "Hi. What are you doing here?" I asked gesturing for him to come inside. He followed me and said "Listen, I apologize for what happened today. I was a douche,  and My conscience were killing me so, I dropped by to tell you I'm sorry." he said biting his lip. I looked at him my arms crossed. He looked beautiful. "You were a douche." I smiled. He grinned and took my hand and pulled me into an embrace. He smelled so good, my hands found its way to his tangled hair and ruffled it more.

"Why did you do that?" I said still clinging on to him. He looked at me with the most beautiful eyes and pressed his lips to mine. "Because I'm a very." Kiss "very" kiss "bad boy"

"You're now just figuring that out?" I joked then he laughed and leaned in closer to me pressing his body to mine. Our hands trailing all over each others back—making out for what seemed like minutes.

We went to my room. It feels weird to have him around my bedroom even though he's been there for a couple of times now. It still is something I need to get used to. We held hands and ai looked at him "Its not much, but it is quite cozy." I said when he moved my way. My heart was racing. He sat next to me kissing my cheek then my neck and soon we were kissing again . Lingering and savoring each kiss as if it was the first. It was sweet, very sweet. He leaned in so close, we fell into my bed, his hands trailed down to my stomach then his hand was inside of shirt making me jump. I pulled away. He looked aghast and confused with what I did. "Did I do something wrong?" He Asked sitting up.

" Austin.. I, I" I said panting and panicked. I have never been touched that way before, and I don't think I want to be touched that way again, "You what?" he laughed inching closer to me and I quickly stood up.

"What happened was wrong! Do not do that again." I protested looking away. I do love him but what he thinks is right is just unacceptable. A million thoughts came running down my head— what would Dad say, What if my mom saw me? She'd banish me I'm sure and I know this is not what my dad wants for me. But most of all, I remembered what Tamara said about Austin making a pass on me.

"Alli, it's okay.. it's normal!" he said giving me a hug but, I swatted them away. I had to admit that I felt safe in his arms but the thing still scares me. "No, it's not normal. Austin, I am a Christian, and what we did was against my beliefs. I love you so, so much, but what we did was wrong. We can kiss and stuff like that, but no. You have to wait." I explained. Austin looked so hurt and ashamed about what I said but he simply nodded and stood up. "I hope you understand. I love my faith, I hope you can respect it like you respect me." I muttered. He looked dazed but, something in me believes that he understood me.

"Okay, I understand you. Now, I have to leave." he said giving me one last kiss on the cheek and left the room.

He didn't call me or texted me that night. When mom arrived, and cried. Telling her what happened. She wasn't mad or anything but, she did said something so dear and important to me.
"A young Christian's life is never easy, but you can be sure that it will all pay off one day."