MissCris: Don't hate Kyle! D:
Pic: Kyle Everette
Stephan's arms are wrapped around me so tight I feel like he'll crush me soon. Yet, that's exactly what I want to feel. I want to feel him with me, feel that we'll always stay like this, that he'll never let me go. His hand moves up and down my back in a slow motion that causes ripples of pleasure to shoot through my body.
I hear him sigh before he kisses my head and pulls back, "We need to go to the living room. You need to talk to Kyle."
Grimacing I pull out of his embrace. Kyle, I don't want to hurt him. How can I just come out and tell him that I've chosen Stephan? Not that it would come as much of a surprise, but I don't want to cause him pain. What I told Stephan was the truth, I love Kyle, not the same way he loves me, but I do care for him. I can't hurt him. At least I can't just spring this news on him like this. So what do I do?
"Noah, are you OK?" Stephan asks.
Turning to him I make up my mind, "I'm sorry."
He looks at me confused before understanding crosses his features, "Kyle." he states rather than ask.
"I'm so sorry. I love you, I'm madly in love with you, but I can't hurt him."
Stephan nods and walks over to me. He holds my hands in his and looks into my eyes, "So where does that leave us?"
I shake my head, "I don't know. I'll understand if you don't want to wait, but I can't just break up with him like that. I need some time to at least cushion the blow, at least until after prom."
"Prom? Why prom?"
I sigh and I feel heat creeping into my cheeks, "Stephan, Kyle is my boyfriend and he isn't."
"You were mad at me, for sleeping with Jo, so Kyle came up with a plan. He would pretend to be my boyfriend to make you jealous and it worked but he, he..."
"He fell for you." he deadpans.
"I didn't mean for that to happen, nor to start feeling something for him." Stephan lets go of hands and turns away from me, "I thought I told you to stop pulling away from me." I whisper.
That makes his whirl around faster than I thought possible with his injured leg, "How can I not pull away when you're basically telling me you love him and can't be with me because of that?" he demands.
I shake my head in denial, "That's not the reason, I can't be with you because I don't want to hurt him so bluntly, not because I love him. How many times do I have to say it? How many!" I yell.
He opens his mouth to retort but I storm up to him and kiss him instead. His words are choked by the kiss as I snake my tongue in his mouth and ravish him. He groans into my mouth before his stiff arms loosen and wrap around my waist pulling me as close to him as possible.
Moaning I deepen the kiss and rake my hands in his hair. I need him to know that no matter what happens I'm in love with him, and only him. Stephan's arms tighten on me and I break the kiss to breathe leaning my forehead on his.
"I love you, you idiot." I whisper. He chuckles and kisses me again, I can feel his smile through the kiss.
"Finally!" I pull back from Stephan to see Justin standing at the kitchen doorway looking at us smuggly, "Do you know how hard it is to get you two to talk? I would have made a chicken talk faster!"
I laugh, "Justin, you idiot, shut up!"
His face falls, "Why?"
"There are some people who don't deserve to find out like this." Stephan puts in. I look up at him and smile my thanks. He smiles back before moving so he's standing behind me with his arms still around my waist, "Did you want something, Justin?"