Today is the day.
You know, the day.
The one I was waiting for since I accidentally opened an - ahem - a very restricted webpage. It was an accident. I swear. It's not like I was seven years old, searching on my iPad, "Where do babies come from?" after my dad told me that he picked me up from Walmart and is planning on returning me back.
It's not like my mother told me that babies come after you hug someone and I went around my school hugging every boy in sight but never got pregnant. It's not like that at all.
Okay. Maybe it was exactly like that.
What can I say, I was a curious kid. When I wanted answers, I went around searching everywhere till I found them.
My first thought was that babies came from a****n. I remember asking Alexa to order me a baby. I think my question confused her because right the next day, she broke down. I try to think of it as an accident, last thing I want is a machine-killing guilt on my conscious. Anyway, I knew I had to depend on myself after, so I secretly went on my dad's laptop, and ordered a bunch of -- what I thought were babies. Two days later, a package came with dolls. Lots of dolls.
That was my first disappointment ever, considering I was never a fan of dolls.
So, I threw them all in the trash to hide away the evidence of my crime.
Somehow, dad figured out that I spent a couple of thousand dollars from his account to buy a bunch of useless expensive dolls just to throw them away.
Yup, he was mad.
Not for too long though, considering my puppy eyes and tears always worked on him, which in its turn, drove my mother mad; she scolded him for being easy on me and gave me a three-hour long lecture about the less fortunate people who didn't even have money for food and all that...I don't even know how she ended up there. My mom talks a lot. Don't know where she gets it from.
Anyway, that's when the hug-theory emerged. Just like "Earth is flat," this theory too didn't pay out.
After some research, the kiss-theory demanded some testing. Unfortunately, that too ended up in failure. I remember when my little brother kissed me goodnight that day, I thought I was gonna have baby. I couldn't sleep all night. That was the scariest day of my life.
Now, you're wondering why I placed all that effort to get a baby. Well, I wanted a little sister. Having a male sibling is no fun. Not at all. I hated that annoying spoiled little shit. I wanted a female sibling so we can double team him.
I asked my dad to get me a sister, considering he never says no to anything I ask for, but that was a first and I recall his answer was literally that -- he didn't want another broken condom in his life.
That's when I searched, "What's a condom?"
And link after link, after link. I ended up on that special website.
Imagine my disappointment when I realized that -- that how babies are made. I was traumatized. I did not want a little sister anymore. Whenever my dad and mom would close the bedroom door, I'd go in and stop anything from happening. I didn't want a sister that would come out of something disgusting like that.
Thinking about it now, that gotta be the reason why my dad wanted to return me back to Walmart.
Anyway, that phase was bound to end. Teenage-hood arrived and for some reason, I started to...like boys. Like, like actually like them. I used to punch them whenever they annoyed me, I could no longer do that...or maybe I still could sometimes.
I used to tackle them to ground while playing soccer, I couldn't do that anymore, they'll be things touching.
Then, I came across few books, you know, some novels about....Okay, maybe I don't need to specify the genre. But that's when I realized that what I once saw is not as disgusting as it looked. Turns out, it's fun and pleasurable.
So yeah, that summarizes the journey of my life.
Wait, I mean the sixteen years of my life.
So, where was I, again?
Hold on, how did I end up here?
Oh yeah...like I was saying, today is the day.
Now, don't get your dirty minds worked up. No one is having sex today. Well, except my parents probably. Considering dad never shuts up about it.
Ugh, I know, Ewww.
But today is the day I will lose my lip's virginity. Yup, I'll be having my first kiss. On my sixteenth birthday, with the guy I've been crushing on since ever. Maybe...maybe that could lead to something more, maybe, who knows.
A weird tingling feeling rose in my stomach. I definitely won't mind that.
"Lilly, we're leaving!" Mom said loudly from downstairs, "Where are you?"
"Hold on, I am coming." I said before I turned off my curling iron and placed it aside to cool off. I gently ran my fingers in my curls, untangling them a bit and giving them a more natural look. I stared at my reflection in the mirror and a satisfied smile curved my lips. I look ready to be kissed.
I tried not to exaggerate my makeup but somehow I ended up with a winged eyeliner, combined with a bit of mascara that made my already long lashes longer. Then I tried to brighten up my pale white skin with some blush and highlighter and lastly, not to forget the apologetically bright classic red lipstick. Yup, that was my favorite. I think that's a habit I took off my mom.
I applied last minutes touches before I rushed downstairs to catch them before leaving. Once I landed on the first floor, my eyes fell on Max, lazily slumped over the couch, air-pods in his ear and eyes on his phone.
"Hey, squirt!" I said loudly but no response came. I let out a frustrated sigh before I walked to his side and snatched the air-pods from his ear.
His green eyes shot up to me, "Hey!" He snapped, annoyed.
My eyebrow raised, "What do you think you're doing here?" I asked, "Get your ass off this couch and leave, my friends will be here soon."
He rolled his eyes, "I am not going anywhere." He mumbled and looked back at his phone, totally ignoring me.
Ugh. Told you he is an annoying little shit.
On cue, mom and dad walked into the room. I immediately turned on my heels and shot out, "Mom, tell Max, we already dealt that he won't be here tonight!"
My mother turned to my stupid excuse of a brother, "Max, come on," She said in her authoritative voice, "We'll drop you at your friend's house on our way."
"Why? Let him stay." Dad said making my eyes widen, he crossed his arms over his chest, "At least, he'll keep an eye on her." He added with a low voice but I heard him.
"Dad!" I whined. He just gave me an innocent shrug in return.
I huffed out a breath, "He will just keep hitting on all my friends," I turned to him and glared, "If he is not leaving, I am!" I added, my tone threatening.
"I like that." Max said, a smile spreading over his lips.
Dad's eyes narrowed at me, "Let the boy have some fun, he won't do anything."
Stay calm, Lilly. Stay calm.
He's your father and you love him. Stay calm.
Breathe in. Breathe out. Phew.
We already agreed that none of them will be here tonight, that was all I asked for as a birthday gift.
Dad and Mom will have a dinner date then they'll head to one of the bed and breakfast not so close by and I won't see them till tomorrow morning, while Max will spend his time at his friend's house and when the party finishes, he can get back. That was the deal until -
"Maybe we should stay too." Dad added again and I wanted to rip my hair off but I remembered how perfect it looked so I decided against that.
Worry clouded his eyes, "What if something happened?" He asked and I shook my head, "Nothing will happen."
He turned to mom, "Cupcakes, let's just stay here," He said, eyes begging her, "There will be boys and stuff.." he whispered the last part in disgust but his voice isn't as low as he thinks, "I mean like actual guys, all hormonal and with dicks and stuff.."
"Dad, I can hear you!" I said, my eyebrow arching as I crossed my arms over my chest.
He looked at me and announced, "That's it, I am staying."
Way to ruin my birthday.
I turned to my mom, my eyes pleading her to do something. She let out an exasperated breath before she gave me the I-got-it-look.
She turned to dad, "Alex," She said ever so sweetly before her hand rested over his back, her mouth beside his ear and she whispered something.
I don't know what it was but it made dad's face turn a hundred-eighty-degree. His lips parted in shock before he muttered a low, "Woah."
Then a very familiar smile crept its way to his lips. He turned to her, "No way I am missing out on that," He said ever so excitedly before he turned around, "Let's go." His hand wrapped around my mother's arm, dragging her along as he muttered loudly, "Have fun, you kids."
Mom gave me a wink before she muttered proudly, "Works like a charm."
I chuckled and went after them to the door to make sure they're actually leaving. Mom slipped into her heels and I took my time to gaze at her whole attire, she wore a really elegant nude dress, her hair all beautifully done, and a bit of makeup that completed her looks. She was so beautiful.
She sweetly kissed my cheek, "Be careful, okay?" She stressed on for the hundredth time today.
I sighed as she fixed the loosened strands of my hair, "Don't do anything I wouldn't do," She warned, her eyebrow raised, "And don't do anything your father would do."
My dad let out an annoyed breath, "Come on, we're getting late." He whined. I wonder what she told him that made him this excited to leave. Actually, knowing my parents, I'd rather not know what.
They bid their goodbye and finally dragged Max out of the living room before they left the house. The door was still opened so I saw my best friend, Aylin, talking with my parents in the driveway before she scurried toward me.
Her eyes twinkled mischievously once she landed on my doorstep, "Gosh, your father is so hot!" She sighed dreamily.
I shuddered at her comment but she carried on, "If he and your mother ever break up, I am so ready to be your new mommy!" She said, ever so normally before she nudged me aside and went into the house.
"Aylin, I'd really hate to kick you out before the party starts!" I threatened, shooting her my murderous glare.
She shrugged innocently and looked around the house before her gaze settled back at me, "Tonight is gonna be so much fun!" She squealed, clapping her hands excitedly.
"Decorations are ready," She commented as she moved around, gazing at everything we arranged today's noon, "Food is ready," She added as she grabbed one of the small burgers and ate it in one bite, "Also," She chewed on her food, "Conner is bringing the alcohol!"
"Forget that now, are you sure they actually broke up?" I asked, my stomach twisting into about fifteen knots.
She nodded, "Yup, everyone is talking about it!" Her grin grew wider, "Also you know how Conner has a major crush on me," She added proudly, flipping her blonde hair in the process, "I asked him and he immediately spilled the beans."
My pulse escalated and I bit my lip nervously. I tried to ease my nerves but couldn't help the way my stomach knotted in anticipation.
Today is the day.
I walked around the room, smiling at the many guests as they wished me happy birthday, and tried to make small talks here and there.
"You know you are just walking around in circles!" Aylin hissed in my ear, her hand gripping at my arm, dragging me with her toward the foyer.
A scowl slipped onto my face and I sighed in annoyance, "Where is he?" I hissed back, "Almost everyone is here!"
She mumbled something in return but her words blocked out when my gaze drifted to the main door. At his sight, I breathed out a satisfied sigh and my legs scurried toward him so fast.
My hand landed on his arm, grabbing his attention to me. His blue eyes snapped to mine and I immediately shot for my question, "Where is he?"
"Well, hello to you too." Chase answered, his lips curling up in annoyance.
I rolled my eyes, "You know I only invited you so you'd bring him, right?"
His breath washed over my face in a frustrated huff as he edged back a fraction, letting my hand slip away from over his arm, "Sure." He nodded his head to outside, "He's just parking the car."
A fever of nerves raced through me, my senses keening when I realized he's actually here. Oh shit. Oh shit.
I ran my hand in my hair, fixing it, "Okay, how do I look?" I asked Chase and he smiled so brightly, "Ugly as usual."
I shot him a glare and contemplated whether I should kick him out or not. You'd think because we practically grew up together, I'd actually tolerate this guy. But No, Chase was my life-long enemy who I couldn't stand with every fiber in my being.
The feeling was mutual.
He couldn't stand me either. Since our childhood times, he'd always break my things and I'd always punch him on his handsome face in return. Those good old days.
Our parents told me that when I first met him as a child, I slapped him. Seems fitting.
But along the way, I had to try and be civil to him in a way. Reason number one, he was my parent's godchild. Ugh.
"Hey there, birthday girl!" At his voice, every other thought disappeared into thin air and my nerves flared in a way I didn't quite understand. I didn't think I have ever felt so comfortably uncomfortable, like I wanted to bolt and sink into it all at once.
My gaze went to him and a smile spread over my lips, his sight was enough to knock the breath from my lungs, "Hey, Zack!" I said, my voice taking a whole different tone.
Reason number two why I had to tolerate Chase. His cousin. His dangerously hot, older cousin. The one I've been crushing on since as long as I remember.
Why? You may ask. Well, imagine this, he looks like sex dipped in candy and chocolate, sweet as sin, rich and yummy. And I am so gonna taste him tonight.
Chase rolled his eyes at me, totally not interested. I pinched his arm secretly and settled my gaze on Zack. He ran his fingers through his blonde locks and my heart beat even faster. God, he is so hot, I think I am already wet, "How are you?" He asked, his panty-dropping smile flashing across his handsome face.
"I am great actually," I replied, "Glad you could make it."
His eyebrow arched playfully, "Not a one to miss a party."
Chase hefted out an annoyed breath, "I am gonna go get a drink." He mumbled and started to walk away, "Oh wait, me too." Zack said and followed right after.
I let out an annoyed sigh. Way to go.
"Have you seen Zack?" I whisper-shouted in Aylin's ear, my hand on her arm, stopping her crazy dancing moves.
She was panting, considering she didn't sit down since the party started. She tucked her hair behind her ear, "Nope, hold on." She breathed out.
She looked around searching for someone, before she walked forward and grabbed Conner's arm, making him spill his drink all over the floor at her abrupt action. Great.
Seconds later and she jogged back toward me, "He's in the kitchen," Her smile widened, "It's a chance in a lifetime, you'll finally be alone," She added, excitement twinkled in the green of her eyes and she set her hands on my shoulders, turning me around, "Give it your best shot!"
Determination coursed through my body and I headed toward the kitchen. It's finally the time to get what I want.
A hand on my wrist made me pause in my steps. My flustered eyes flickered to the intruder and met a set of blue eyes. He shook his head, "Don't go in there," He said, more like ordered. His tone was hard but a flash of softness clouded his eyes.
My eyebrows pulled together and I snatched my hand out of his grip, "Stay out of this!" I snapped, bothered by his interference before I turned around and headed back.
Three steps...and I halted to an abrupt stop by the kitchen's door. The sight that beheld me was like a punch to the stomach.
Zack's hands gripped Chloe's face, his lips on hers, kissing her...in my house.
My chest tightened, and I fisted my hands on the side as the anger raged. Anger at myself mostly. Aggression curled and coiled my stomach and I squeezed my eyes closed.
A twisted feeling rose up to my throat, scratching. I bit it back and held it in.
It's okay. It's okay. I mumbled to myself.
Without giving them a second look, I turned around and walked back into the room. I pushed between the crowd, the music mixed with everyone's voice and a war lit up in my brain. I pressed my palms over the table and finally, gulped down a breath of air.
I need...I need a distraction. My hand reached out for the nearest alcohols' bottle. Logic and sense fled right out of my brain as I placed the tip to my lips and gulped down the burning liquid.
My stomach twisted at the foreign feeling. My eyebrows scrunched together. It was disgusting
But I needed it.
I desperately needed the distraction.
"You've had enough, don't you think?" I heard someone's voice and all I felt was the bottle being snatched away from my hand.
"Hey!" I snapped.
Gulping down the acrid taste in my throat, I struggled to my feet, trying to stand up, "Give it...back!" The world around me went hazy for a second and I felt like I was...flying.
Woah...I am flying. The alcohol gave me wings.
I giggled at the thought before a strong arm wrapped around my waist and pulled me away. What the hell. I was flying! What happened. I blinked through all the dizziness and tipped my head up.
I blinked again. Dashed lines blurred until they became a solid one.
I smiled at the sight of his eyes, "Your eyes are so beautiful," The words slurred out, "Did I ever tell you that?"
His eyebrows pulled together, "Okay, you're definitely wasted," He said and it wasn't till then that I saw the bit of worry in those beautiful eyes, "Let me take you to your room."
I shook my head, "NO!" Did I shout? Why?
I giggled again before my arms sneaked around his waist, my palms pressed against his hard back and I leaned forward into his warmth.
My hands moved down his back and I smiled as they landed on his - hehe - ass, "Your ass is nice too!"
"Okay, stop touching my ass," Amusement flared in his words before he removed my arms from around him, "Come on, let's go inside," His arm went around my back, holding me closely.
I raised my shoulders like a little kid and kept my feet frozen in their spot.
I pointed my finger at him, "You know," I swallowed down, "I wanted it to be special," I said, "I wanted him to be my first kiss, that's why...why I waited." I shook my head, "But..but why do I like him?" I shrugged, "I mean, I could get any guy," A frown pulled between my eyebrows, "Except him."
That's why I like him, maybe.
"You wouldn't know how much it sucks to like someone who doesn't like you back." My chest hurt and I rubbed at it.
Chase's eyes were focused on me as I talked. Something flashed across them before he shook his head and looked away, his words a mere whisper, "You're right," The muscles of his jaw tightened, "I wouldn't know."
A low breathe left him and he looked back at me, "Come on, let's get you to bed, you drank way too much."
"Wait," I mumbled and tilted my head up, looking at him. This time, actually looking.
His hair was in usual disarray, like he ran his hand in it a thousand time. His baby blue eyes staring down at me, they were so warm, so beautiful, and even though he was only a year-ish older than me, he was taller and had some stubble over his jaw.
"Lilly," He said, carefully.
"Hmm." I mumbled as my eyes slid down his chest, his blue buttoned up shirt matched his eyes, the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and the first few buttons were left unbuttoned with a tie hanging loosely around the collar.
Lastly, my eyes flicked up and settled at his lips. They looked so kissable.
He was about to say something but I didn't hear it. I will never know why I did what I did next, but at the moment, it felt strangely right. Logic left me again as I grabbed his tie and pulled him down, only to press my lips against his.
Maybe it was the alcohol or the many novels I've read, but once my lips met his, they moved on their own accord, an instinct, or a bond.
Chase was way too shocked to react as I kissed his soft lips, but it wasn't long before his male instinct kicked in and soon, his hands were around my face and his lips moved against mine...hungrily.
I pressed my body against him. My stomach flipped and turned, pooled with a twisted desire I didn't know I had.
He kissed me deeper. Hard and demanding. I opened up to him as his tongue dipped in and I swept mine across his. I didn't know how I was doing this but...I was doing it.
My fingers wrapped around the back of his hair while his got lost in the mass of mine before they stroked down my spine.
Heat surged into the confines of my chest, drowning me into his arms.
His kiss came urgent, so did mine, like I was falling and he is the only one who could save me. My fingers dug into his shoulders, raked down his back and gripped at is neck, doing everything to bring him closer.
This is my first kiss, so I shouldn't judge, but I don't think it could get any better than this.
Soon enough, much to my dismay, logic and reason took a hit on me, crashed against my thoughts and pushed me away from him.
Frantically, I pulled away, breaking the kiss even when every cell in my being was crying, and trying to reach out for him again.
He looked down at me, lust darkened his eyes, his lips red and a bit swallowed from our kiss. The moonlight reflected off his face and I don't think I've seen anything more beautiful.
I shook my head, "This...I..this was a mistake." I mumbled as I pushed my body from his, my heart beat a thousand feeling against my chest, "It...it didn't happen, okay?"
I didn't wait to see his reaction. I immediately turned around and ran back into the house.
I don't know if the kiss sobered me up or it just got me more drunk. I was still in a daze, my mind a tangled up mess, my nerves spiked and my heart went out of control.
I slammed the door behind me and pressed my back against it. My hand clutched into my chest, trying to calm down the little muscle thundering against my ribcage.
I shook my head. It didn't happen. It didn't happen.
I will never speak a word of it. He never will.
And that's how it all started.
Lilly's POVThe aching in my skull ebbs and flows like a cold tide. Pain pulses through every nerve in my body and I moan as I feel both hot and cold. I've been laying in my bed for the last two hours, wide awake, eyes closed and totally dehydrated.Now, I understand why they call it a hangover, for it feels as if the blackest of clouds are over my head with no intention of clearing until late afternoon.I groan and wrap myself in the duvet, waves of nausea adding to my misery. My phone pings with a message after another, but I care less to check it.My brain feels like it would swell beyond the capacity of my skull and now my dehydration is too obvious to ignore.Perhaps some painkillers would help.I raise my heavy eyelids half way only for them to fall shut. I groan as I raise them again and swing my bare feet to the cold floor.I yawn and brush the hair covering my face away. My first instinct kicks me to check my phone but once my hand reach out for it, I notice the small box lay
Lilly's POV"What are you talking about?" He asked, his tone steady, and his words measured. The disoriented emotions that swirled his eyes seconds ago suddenly faded into nothing.Anger clenched my jaw and I grated out, "I heard everything," My eyebrow arched in accusation, "Zack wanted to ask me out before but you," I pointed at him, "You stopped him, why is that?"I thought my question would clear out that blank look but instead, he shrugged...he simply shrugged.I groaned in annoyance at his lack of reaction and my hand reached to the neck of his shirt, grabbing it, I pulled him down. His eyes grew wide a bit, shocked at the gesture, "Why do you always interfere in my life like that?" I hissed in his face.His hand came to mine and gently untangled my fingers from over the fabric. He pulled it away but didn't let it go, "We are not kids anymore, okay?" I snapped while he kept silent, "You can't just steal my things when I break your toys," I sarcastically remarked, "That's not how
One week later...Lilly's POV"Is that a hickey?"My eyes widened and my heart dropped ten feet under the ground at the sudden question -- that most probably is directed at me.Swallowing hard, I rested my pen over the notebook and lifted my head up. Pulling the most casual look I could master, I looked Aylin in the eye and shook my head, "Oh no, Max and I were fighting as usual," I mumbled as I nervously rubbed at my neck.It's been a week since - ahem - my make-out session with that specific someone. The stupid hickey is fading, but still, it left a small mark, and the concealer probably wore off. Damn it.Aylin's eyebrow raised in question, not satisfied at my answer. My eyes drifted to Chase sitting across me, his eyes supposedly focused on the book ahead of him, a smile threatening to break through his features. He ran his thumb over his lower lip, hiding it.My jaw tightened and I kicked him in the shin from under the table. It's all his freaking fault. He lifted his head up, hi
"Dear heart,Don't fear what makes you feel."****************Lilly's POVI peeked from over the book in my hands to sneak a look at the guy sitting across of me. He had his elbow pressed over the armrest of the chair, the side of his face pressed against his palm, his eyes focused on the book placed over his lap.I took into a shaky breath and let my eyes drift back to the book in my hands. One advantage of being stuck in a library; the endless supply of books.Without thinking, my eyes lifted up again and fell on him, still way too engrossed in his book. One of the disadvantages of being stuck in a library; Me shamelessly checking out Chase with every passing second.His tongue darted out to lick his lips and I had to force myself not to eye its movement. Shit. I am in trouble, big big trouble. For the first time ever, I have slept by his side, no, not just that, I was wrapped up between his arms...that's how I woke up. The thought alone made my stomach flip, either butterflies or
Lilly's POVThe possibility of us was enough to knock the breath from my lungs.In a span of seconds only, I saw how the future might play out if we take this risk. I saw us, together, figuring whatever the hell this is out. I saw this growing, I saw us getting attached. But then, I saw that inevitable end. I saw how this would only end in heartbreak and the worst part is, it may not be me the one who'll get hurt.Before I could let the words part my lips, the loud clicking sound of a door echoed in the empty library and I gasped, taken aback. My body jerked up and the sounds became louder, heavy footsteps, some chattering, and people talking.My heart knocked it up a notch and I staggered backward till my back came in contact with Chase's front. His arm went around my body, his hand wrapped around my forearm in reassurance. My gaze lifted up to him and I breathed out, my heart dropped into my stomach trying to figure out if we're being saved or maybe not...My eyes squinted when sudd
Chase's POVI sucked into a deep breath as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Water dripped down from the strands of my hair into the side of my forehead as I splashed more into my face. Fighting through the thousand thoughts roaming up my head, air pushed harshly out of my lungs and I drove my hand through my hair.I dried my face and went back to my room. I pulled the semi-wet T-shirt over my head and threw it into the laundry basket. As I slipped another one over my head, I heard the door opening. I immediately turned around and...there she was.Her eyes traveled down my stomach then up again as I fixed my shirt. She licked her lips, "Um, not sorry." She said, trying so hard to hide a smile before she leisurely made her way into the room like she owned it.My eyes followed her as she sat on my bed's edge, her palms pressed over the mattress and her eyes met mine again, "Whatcha ya doin?" She asked, her tone cheerful."Why you're here?" I purposely ran away from her and now he
Lilly's POVMy heart did that crazy thing again, pulsing with an unfamiliar newly-acquired affection toward the guy standing right ahead of me.As much as I wanted to break free from the shackles binding me to him since that day, I couldn't. My gaze locked on the boy who held a very special place in my heart. There was no denying how much Chase meant to me. I mean, we practically grew up together.It wasn't till recently that I started to see him more than that. More than a friend, more than family. He is becoming something else. Something more... but still unknown and undefined. And as any other human being I am scared of the unknown. More like terrified.My eyes caught the few drops of water that made their way down from the light strands of his hair to the side of his temple. I couldn't help the heartfelt smile sneaking up my face as I took in the whole situation we got ourselves into.In that exact same moment, a smile of his own curved his beautiful lips, reflecting my own. His s
Lilly's POVInvoluntarily, my fingers lingered over my lips and my eyelids glided down as I recalled back last night. The memory of his kiss imposing and enough to steal every breath of air from my lungs.God, yesterday's kiss was something else. So different from before. Full with years of built-up hunger, need and desperation.It was aggressive, hard, demanding and enough to bury itself deep down in my head making it impossible to ever shake it out.I slept thinking about it and woke up with the same thought. A thrill buzzing through every one of my senses that I can't seem to concentrate on any simple task without him invading every thought there is in my brain. That boy is going to ruin me in the best way possible.If it wasn't for mom barging in on us yesterday and accidentally interrupting our passionate moment, god knows where things would've led to because I was more than ready to rip off his clothes and have him do things to me I have only read about in books before.A light