20| Silly Boys

I sobbed as soon as Isaac shut the door behind him. I wanted to run after him, but I was too hurt and weak to get up from the couch.

He pulled away like my body had just burst into flames and burnt him or something. It was so sudden, and so fast that it made me jump at first. He stared at me like he was ashamed and like he regretted kissing me, and it shattered my heart.

I thought when he didn’t push me away at first that we could get past the awkwardness and he would realize that I was the one for him, but no luck.

So I remained on the couch and cried my feeling out.

Isaac was so beautiful, so strong. His chest was perfectly firm and his muscles flexed as he hovered on top of me as I had always imagined. I couldn’t decide what part of his body to feel first, so I let my leg wander his, my left hand felt his chest, and my right hand dug into his hair.