"Blake..."He doesn't stop, not even the slightest bit.His lips fully capture mine, surrounding me with immediate warmth. A tingling sensation spreading all throughout my body. His fingertips burning every inch of skin he touches.I know this isn't right, it can't be right.But it feels so good...Every part of me craves him, it has for a long time.I finally come to my senses, using all of my strength to push him away.He loses his balance, gracefully crashing to the ground, shock written all over his face."I can't...we can't..." I shake my head, feeling a small pit of guilt form in my stomach."Why can't we, Danielle?" He stands up, stepping closer to me."Huh?""Because..." I keep my eyes trained on the ground."Because of Ryder? He shouldn't matter anymore, he wanted to break your heart.""But he didn't." I mumble out.A humorless laugh escapes his lips as he looks up towards the sky."So that makes it okay?""No, it's just that I-""You, what Danielle? Feel bad?""Maybe?""You
Blake's POV:What have I doneI pace around my room, hands tugging at my hair.I didn't think that she'd get so upset.I thought that she would just see me in the hall and run right to me for comfort.Man was I stupid.I try to think of what to do to make her come back to me.But, her words keep replaying in my head."Congratulations! You didn't win the girl..."Maybe, after that, I should leave her alone. Give her some space and time to get over what happened.I sit down on my bed, my breathing erratic as my racing thoughts cloud my mind.My fingers tap on my thigh, my knee bouncing up and down. The other hand up to my face as I subconsciously bite on my finger nails, racking my brain for any idea of what to do.Suddenly, I stop everything. Tapping, nail biting, breathing, everything.I shoot up from my seat on the bed and rush to grab my car keys. I run down stairs and out of the front door, not even bothering to close it.I have an idea.This better work. If it doesn't...I might no
Okay. Let's talk.""Thank you." Blake softly smiles.He starts to walk away, probably wanting me to follow. So I do.He leads me to a secluded area, where no eyes would be on us.I look up at him, his bright eyes resembling a turquoise ocean."What?" I accidentally ask rudely."Why won't you even look at me?" He sadly questions."I am looking at you." My attitude gets worse."No, I mean at school. You won't look at me. Every time I pass by you, you look away."Does he not remember everything that happened yesterday?"This is why you wanted to talk...because I wouldn't look at you?" I start to get frustrated."No, there's more to this, I promise."Promise...it's not the first time I've heard that."Okay...so, what is it?""First, can you answer my question." He crosses his arms."Fine, do you not remember yesterday?" I look at him, no emotion flashes across his face."When I woke up at your house?""Of course I remember." His jaw ticks as he turns his head away from me."Well, that's t
"Danielle..."I feel my body being shook."Danielle..." That voice says my voice again.It sounds familiar."Danielle!"They yell, and this time, I open my eyes.Green eyes bore into mine as his hands grip my shoulders."Blake?" My voice comes out raspy as I fully sit up.I only focus on him, the corner of his lips upturn into a slight smile.Butterflies flutter in my stomach, my breath hitches in my throat."Yeah? What's wrong?" His eyes fill with worry.I look around, people frantically run around, pushing and shiver their way through the doors and windows of the room."Where's Ryder?" I don't see him anywhere.Blake's face contorts into anger and hatred."He left you here, Danielle.""Oh, okay." I softly say, feeling my eyelids get heavy and my body get heavier.I start to fall over."Woah there." Blake says, his hands catching me before I fully drop."I got you." He whispers into my ear.His deep voice luring me into darkness.I jolt awake. The sight of an strikingly familiar room
"Happy one week, babe!" Ryder chirps from my front door."Oh."I stand there, still holding the door open in my hands. Shocked.People celebrate one week together?I didn't get him a present!"Happy...one week." I breath out.He walks in and to the living room. Sitting on the couch, smiling childishly at me with a bag on his hand.I slowly sit next to him, still shocked from this unexpected visit."I-I didn't get you a present." I say, ashamed and looking down at my hands.He lifts up my chin."It's okay, you just being with me is a gift."I feel my heart flutter, a smile forming on my lips."Awe. Thank you." I can't tame my smile.He replicates one of his own, his pearly white teeth sparkling like in the movies. Those bright blue eyes boring into mine, his blonde hair nicely slicked back."Open it?" He hands me the bag, an excited look on his face.I open the bag, taking out the tissue paper. There's a small box inside, velvet covering it.I observe the box."What's this?" I softly l
I sprint into my bathroom to brush my teeth, tripping on the rug and falling on my hands and knees."Gosh dang it!"I jump up and rush to brush my teeth. I brush so fast that I feel like I could've knocked my teeth out.I run and grab all of my stuff for soccer and school and slam my door open.But just as I was about to take a step out of my room, I see my mom standing right in front of me.I scream, falling to the ground from the amount of weight on me and the loss of balance."Why'd you fall?" She asks, purely confused."Why'd you scare me?" I counter."I just came to see if you were ready, you have like five minutes to get to school." She rubs her eyes."I know, are you ready?" I stand up, adjusting the straps of my bag."Ready for what?" She yawns."To take me to school?""Oh, I'm not taking you.""What? Why?" I start to freak out.I rushed to get ready and all for nothing!"Ryder, your boyfriend, is waiting in the living room to take you." She easily states likes it's an everyda