"Abby, wake up!" I heard clapping and snapping. My eyes slowly started to open. I saw my mom and dad standing in front of me.
I looked to my side to see Jake snoring on one side of me and Alyssa drooling on the other side of me. I shook both of them and then reached under me to grab my phone. It was 6:50. If I don't get up now I'll be late for school.
"We need to talk to you. We came home last night to find you guys asleep here on the couch. That's not why you're in trouble. Your father comes in here to make breakfast for you guys and he finds two bottles of vodka in the kitchen. Care to explain." My mom says.
I snap my head towards Jake, who is looking just as shocked and scared as I am. "I thought you cleaned up." I say.
"I thought he took it with him. I just cleaned the pizza and cups up." He says, still looking at my parents.
I turn my head back towards them and plaster an innocent smile on my face. "Mom, I can explain. We had some friends over yesterday and they brought over that stuff. We weren't drinking, but they were." I say.
"Do you expect me to believe that? I'm taking away your car for the next two weeks. I'll drive you to school or you can catch a ride with Alyssa." She says.
"Mom! I just got my car. Please, just let me off with a warning or something. I really need my car. Please." I give her the puppy dog eyes and poke my bottom lip out.
She rolls her eyes. "Fine, but next time I won't be so forgiving. Now get ready for school." She says.
I smile and kiss her and my dad on the cheek. I grab Alyssa's hand and we run upstairs to get ready for school. I'm glad I picked out my outfit the night before. I run a brush through my hair a few times and Alyssa does the same.
"Are you nervous about today? Seeing Stephen and Jordan." She asks.
I push my books into my backpack and put my phone in my back pocket. "I haven't really thought about it. Jordan is probably mad at me and Stephen is probably thinking about dumping me. I don't know what to do." I tell her.
"Well, good thing I'm still here. We'll walk into that school with our heads held high. I'm going to be right there by your side." She smiles.
I smile and walk over to her. I hug her tight like she'll disappear if I let go. "I love you so much." I whisper.
"I love you too. Now let's get off to school." She says.
We head downstairs and grab a piece of bacon before leaving the house. Jake gets in the car with me and we follow behind Alyssa. I think about Stephen and Jordan. I think about the look Jordan gave me when I took Stephen's hand and went upstairs. I think about how Stephen knows I like Jordan too, but the question is who do I want more? I can't keep denying the feelings I have for Jordan, but they scare me. I'm scared that if I fall for Jordan, he won't be there to catch me.
We pull into the parking lot of the school and park in our usual spots. We get out and head into the school together. Jake pats my shoulder and gives me a reassuring smile. I look to Alyssa and she gives me the same smile. We head for my locker and I see Stephen, leaning up against my locker, waiting for me.
I stop in the hallway and turn to Jake and Alyssa. "Guys, I need to go over there alone." I say.
They nod their heads and hug me. I wave goodbye to them before continuing my walk towards my locker. He looks up when I get near and smiles at me. It seems like a forced smile. We stand there awkwardly in front of each other and when I go to speak, he speaks at the same time.
I laugh nervously. "You first." I say. He smiles and rubs the back of his neck. He seems nervous and I can't help, but think he's going to break up with me.
"Last night was crazy. I shouldn't have showed up last night like that. I shouldn't have expected you to feel the same way I do. I just really care about you, Abby. I don't want to lose you. I know Jordan might be more charming or the funniest guy, but he's not capable of loving someone. I'm the better guy. I don't want to think last night was you telling me it's over, but if you know in your heart that you want him then don't lead me on, Abby. Tell me now before my feelings grow deeper for you." He says.
My heart is beating out of my chest. I don't want to let Stephen go, but at the same time I do. I bite my lip and look around. I spot Jordan talking to some girl at her locker. He's touching on her and she's giggling. I feel a sharp pain in my heart and I become mad for some reason.
I turn my attention back to Stephen. "I choose you. My mind hasn't changed." I smile.
A huge grin spreads across his face and he pulls me in for a kiss. His lips feel the same, but feel different at the same time. The kiss feels like there's no emotion in it. Almost as if we're just actors doing a kissing scene. He pulls back and hugs me.
"I have to get to class beautiful. I'll see you later." He pecks my lips one more time and leaves.
Alyssa comes walking my way and gives me a questioning look. "I thought you were going to break up with Stephen for Jordan?" She asks.
I quickly grab my things out of my locker and close it. We start to walk towards our first class. "I never said I was going to break up with him for Jordan. I said I was going to break up with him so I could figure things out." I say.
She rolls her eyes. "Well, whatever. That didn't look like a break up. It looked like a make up if anything." She says.
"I couldn't do it. He loves me. Also Jordan kind of made it impossible to break up with him." I tell her.
"What did Jordan have to do with it? I thought he wanted you two to break up?" She asks.
As we're passing Jordan, I point to him and the girl. She looks in their direction and realization sinks in. "Oh, so you were jealous and it caused you not to be able to break up with Stephen?" She asks.
"I'm not jealous. Stephen is just the better guy for me. He cares about me and wouldn't do anything to hurt me, plus he isn't a man-whore." I say.
"But you're not in love with Stephen. You can't force yourself to love him. Your heart wants somebody else. Break up with him before he falls more in love with you." She says.
We enter our class together and sit down. I don't love Jordan. How could I love him? He doesn't love girls. What makes me any different? I'm just another girl to him. I don't love Jordan Collins. So why did it hurt when I saw him with that girl? I don't love him. I keep telling myself that. I can't love him and I won't love him. I love Stephen. Just thinking that it sounds wrong, but I say it until it sounds right. But it never does. I shake the thoughts from my head and start to pay attention in class.
*****
It's been five days since Jordan and I talked. We ignore each other. Things between Stephen and me are going back to normal. We go out all the time and he's even practicing softball with me now. It's Friday night and I go to the game with Alyssa to support Stephen and Jake. Nobody else. After the game is over we meet up with Stephen and Jake to congratulate them on their win. I hug Jake and kiss Stephen. I make eye contact with Jordan for a few seconds, but he looks away first and disappears into the crowd of football players and cheerleaders.
It's now been a whole two weeks since we talked and it feels weird. Not having him by my side to tell me funny jokes or see his smile. I feel lonely even when I'm surrounded by Stephen, Alyssa, and Jake. It's been a rumor going around that Jordan and Virginia are dating. Well, hooking up again. I cried in my room for hours when I heard that. I'd rather him date anyone else, but her.
I was in my sixth period class now. I had history and Jordan was in my class. He sat in the back so I didn't have to see him. Stephen was sitting beside me as usual. Our teacher, Mr. Buttule, leaned up against his desk and told us to be quiet. I remember Jordan telling me how he always called him butthole and never got in trouble for it. I smile a little to myself, but it quickly disappears. I need to stop thinking about Jordan.
"Okay, today we're going to do something different. I'm going to partner you guys up and assign you a page to summarize. After you read and summarize it, you will turn it in to me." He says.
He starts to pair people up. "Abby and Jordan." He says. My eyes grow wide and I become nervous. I look over to Stephen who seems just as shocked as I am. I grab my history book, a pencil, and paper then stand up. I turn around and see Jordan in what seems like forever. I mean, I've seen him around school, but I haven't actually looked at him. I slowly walk towards the desk beside him, that is now empty because people are getting up and moving to their partner. He seems mad. His jaw is locked and I can tell he doesn't want me to be his partner today.
I sit down in the seat beside him. He doesn't acknowledge me. He just looks straight ahead. I hear Mr. Buttule tell us what page we're doing and I nod my head. I turn to Jordan.
"Do you want to read paragraph by paragraph or I can read half the page and you read the other half?" I ask.
He doesn't say anything, but just keeps looking straight ahead. I know he's still mad at me, but he could push that aside for a few seconds to answer me.
"Jordan, please? I'm sorry. What were you expecting me to do? Kick him out? He's my boyfriend." I say.
He tenses when I say boyfriend, but doesn't say anything. I roll my eyes at his stubbornness. "Jordan I miss you. Please stop being mad at me."
Still nothing. "Fine, I'll do the work by myself." I mumble. I quickly read over the page and summarize what I just read. I turn it in and ask Mr. Buttule can I use the restroom. He gave me the okay and I left the room. I didn't really have to use the restroom, but I needed to get away from Jordan for a while.
"Where do you think you're going!" I hear someone say. I turn to see Jordan walking over to me.
I roll my eyes and continue to walk towards the bathroom. "Somewhere far away from you." I say.
He grabs my arm and turns me around. I didn't realize he was that close to me. "Why did you write the paper by yourself? I need you to go get the one you turned in and throw it away so we can restart the paper and do it together." He says.
I look at him as if he's grown two more heads. "Are you crazy?! You weren't speaking to me, that's why I did it by myself and I am not going to go get the paper back. It would take too much time for us to redo it together."
"Well, I don't want you taking credit for doing the whole thing." He says.
"I put your name on there and since when did you care about doing work?" I ask him.
He lets out a humorless laugh. "For your information, I actually do my work sometimes. I like the subject history so I do my work in there, but I'm Jordan so I don't care about doing work."
I roll my eyes. "Well, maybe if you told me..." He cuts me off.
"Don't you dare say maybe if I told you more about myself. I've let you in more than have anybody this past month and a half. These past two weeks have been driving me crazy not talking to you. I miss you, Midget." He says.
So he has missed me or he could just be playing with my emotions. "I'm sure Virginia has been keeping you company and every other girl." I roll my eyes and look away.
"That's just a rumor. I promise you. The only reason why people thought we were hooking up was because she kept following me around and being up under me. It was quite annoying. As for other girls, I didn't hook up with any. I tried, but I only wanted to be around one girl and that was you." He says.
I turn my attention back to him and I can see the sincerity in his eyes. I take a daring step towards him. "Then why didn't you talk to me?" I ask.
"Because I was mad. You're always choosing Stephen over me. It seems like in your eyes Stephen can do no wrong, but me on the other hand I'm just the guy you need to stay away from." He tells me.
"I only chose Stephen because we needed to talk. We had so much to talk about." I say.
"He seems to be making you happy so I'm assuming everything is good on the Stephen and Abby ship." I can hear the agitation in his voice.
"I guess. Nothing feels right anymore. Everything feels forced when I'm with him. I mean he's nice to be around, but in a friend type way." I tell him.
He laughs. "Of course. He isn't your Giant." He says. I roll my eyes and laugh with him. We're laughing a little too loud because we hear the door to a classroom open. Jordan pulls me into the janitor's closet with him. It's cramped in here and we're both chest to chest.
"Well, Midget. We might as well take advantage of this wonderful opportunity." He smirks.
"Keep your hands to yourself, Collins." I try to keep the smile from appearing on my face, but I can't help it. Jordan just has that type of an affect on you.
"Midget, I really have missed you. Can we like hang out today after I get out of practice?" He asks.
"I can't. Stephen and I are going to practice softball when he gets out of practice." I feel bad for turning him down.
He sighs. "I guess I understand. He is your boyfriend," He's quiet for about ten seconds before he speaks again, "Why are you still with Stephen anyway?" He asks.
I'm about to answer his question when I realize that I can't. "I don't know. I guess because... I really don't know."
I hear him let out a low chuckle. "I kind of feel bad for him. His girl doesn't even want to be with him."
"I do want to be with him, but..." He cuts me off, "It just doesn't feel right. He's a nice guy and all, but your heart doesn't want him." He says.
I stay quiet because I know he's right. "If you were mine," His hand slides down my arm giving me chills, "You'd want me all the time. You'd never doubt your feelings for me." He whispers in my ear.
I turn my head to face him and our lips are inches apart. "The offer still stands, Midget. Just tell me what you want." He whispers.
Your lips all over me, I think to myself. This is wrong. I can't cheat on Stephen. "I'm afraid things will be different if I choose you." I say.
"Stop over thinking it. Just go with the flow for once. I want you so bad, Abby. I need you." He says.
"I can't cheat on Stephen. I care about him. I can't hurt him like that." I say turning away from him.
I need to get out of this closet before we both start ripping each others clothes off. I can't think straight when I'm around Jordan.
He grabs my hand and I turn my head back towards him. "Then break up with him. We can take things slow. As slow as you want. We can stay friends after you break up with him until you want more if you'd like. Abby, I just really need you. I just need you to be mine."
"Okay." The words come tumbling out of my mouth before I know it. I just agreed to this. I feel happy knowing that Jordan wants me just as bad as I want him, but how am I going to break the news to Stephen.
"How am I going to tell Stephen." I say more to myself than him.
"I could always beat the shit out of him and tell him you said it's over." He smirks.
I laugh. "Definitely no. I'll figure something out. I guess I'll do it when we're at the field later on."
Jordan wraps his arms around my waist and brings me closer to him. My cheeks heat up and my heart rate increases. "I promise I won't let you down. Thank you for giving me a chance."
"You're welcome." I say. That's all I can say. He's making it hard to think and breathe around him.
He laughs. "I want to kiss you so bad right now, but we're taking things slow plus you're still dating Stephen. Just know when the time comes, nothing is going to stop me from kissing you." He says.
I gulp and stare at his lips. I want to tell him to forget everything and kiss me, but he's right. We're still just friends for now. "We should get going. Lunch is going to start any minute now." I say.
He touches my cheek with his hand and kisses my forehead. The simple gesture right there makes me want to attack his lips with mine. "Let's go, Midget." He smiles.
He opens the door to the janitor's closet and pokes his head out, looking around. He looks back at me. "We're clear. Come on." He says, grabbing my hand and pulling me out with him.
"I have to go back to class and get my stuff." I tell him.
"Text Stephen and tell him to bring it to lunch with him. You should really come sit back at our table." He says.
For the past two weeks, Jake, Alyssa, Stephen, and I have been sitting at our old table. I couldn't stand sitting there knowing Jordan and Virginia hates me, but they like each other.
"I can't. Stephen doesn't like sitting over there. He can't stand being at the same table as Troy." I say.
"It's really going to annoy me when I see you with him today at lunch. I mean it always does, but it's going to annoy me even more because I want you and you want me but we can't be together because of him. And then he's going to be kissing the lips I so badly want to kiss." He starts to ramble.
I don't know why, but I reach up and kiss him on the cheek. He freezes in his spot and stops talking. I blush at his reaction and a smile slowly creeps on his face.
"Wow, Midget. It was just a cheek kiss and you got me on hard. No girl has ever been able to do that." He says.
I blush harder at his words, but it makes me happy knowing I have an affect on him too and that I'm the only girl that has ever affected him like this before. I get out my phone and text Stephen, telling him to bring my books to class.
"I'll see you in Spanish, Giant." I say. I turn around to walk to lunch, but he grabs my arm stopping me.
He stares into my eyes and I forget how to breathe. The bell rings around us and students come rushing out of their class. "Let me walk you to lunch." He smiles.
"Abby!" I turn around to see Stephen walking over to me. I pull my arm from Jordan's grip and walk over to Stephen.
"Hey, thanks for getting my books." I say, grabbing them. We start to walk towards the lunch room.
"You were in the bathroom for a while. You and Jordan both." He points out.
I nod my head. "Well, I stayed in the bathroom to get away from him. I don't know where he went." I lie.
"What did he say back there to you? When he had your arm in a grip." He asks.
"Um, he just wanted to know if I put his name on the paper or not. I had to do it by myself." Technically I'm not lying. He did ask about the paper.
"Wow, that's sad. He could have helped you. I just lost even more respect for the guy." He shakes his head and grabs my hand.
I don't know why, but I become defensive and angry. "Well, he had a good reason for not talking to me. I haven't been acting like a good friend lately."
"That doesn't matter. He shouldn't have made you do all the work. Mad or not. It was childish." He fires back.
"He apologized for making me do all the work. He wanted me to get the paper back and redo it with me." I say.
Stephen stares at me. Probably wondering why I'm defending him. "Let's not argue." He says, looking away from me.
We enter the cafeteria together and go find our table. I place my books down and wave at Alyssa and Jake before going to the vending machines. Today's lunch doesn't look eatable.
I pull a dollar out of my pocket and put it in the machine. I look between the sour cream and onion chips and the barbeque chips. I always hated when I had to make a choice between my favorite chips.
"What will she choose," I hear Jordan's voice right behind me and I smile, "The sour cream or barbeque chips."
I don't face him, but I continue to look at the chips. "What do you suggest I pick and how did you know I was debating between them?" I ask.
"I've seen you do it a few times. The only chips you ever pick out of here is the sour cream or barbeque chips. And I'd choose barbeque. They'll be gone before the sour cream will." He says.
He reaches across me to choose the barbeque chips. I watch the way his arm muscles flex and how good his Polo Red cologne smells. He grabs the chips for me and hands them to me. Making sure to touch me.
"Here you go, Midget." He smiles and looks me in the eyes. He's making it so hard. Hard for me to keep my cool. Hard for me to pretend I don't want him right now.
"Thank you." I turn around and return to my table. I sit down beside Stephen who is talking to Jake about the game this Friday.
I try to eat my chips, but my appetite has disappeared. I feel something bounce off my head and I look up to see Alyssa, Jake, and Stephen staring at me.
"I've been calling your name for the past minute. Are you okay? You seem out of it today." She says.
"I'm cool. I guess I just kind of got lost in my thoughts." I tell her.
She starts to talk to Jake and Stephen places his hand on top of mine. I don't want his hand on mine. I want it to be Jordan's hand. I hate the way Jordan is affecting me. I feel like he's some type of drug and I'm addicted to him.
"Are we still going to practice softball today?" He asks.
"Yeah. I'm going to stay after school and watch you practice." I tell him. I think I really meant watch Jordan practice.
"Okay, babe." He smiles. He leans in to kiss me, but I turn away, causing him to kiss me on the cheek.
I don't look over at him to see his face expression. I get out my notes from Spanish and pretend to look over them, but really I'm thinking about how am I going to break the news to Stephen that we can't be together.
We make small talk and quiz each other on Spanish words, but I can feel the tension. I know he feels it too. His whole mood has been brought down because of me. I should have just ended it two weeks ago when I had the chance, but I was scared of being alone and maybe just a little jealous.
The bell finally rings and I grab my books. I start to walk to my Spanish class, not waiting on Alyssa, Jake, or Stephen. Jordan comes up beside me and I can feel my heart rate increasing.
"Turning your head last minute, Midget. That was hilarious. Troy and I was cracking up the whole time at lunch about that. You could at least pretend to be still interested in him." He laughs.
"Shut up. I'm coming to your practice today." I tell him.
He nods his head. "Okay. I'll see you there, Midget. And try not to stare at my shirtless sweaty body." He winks before walking ahead of me.
I picture him shirtless and sweaty. Imagine what I could do with a shirtless and sweaty Jordan. My cheeks heat up at the thoughts I'm having about him and I curse Jordan for leaving that image in my head.
After getting through Spanish and gym class, my day was finally over. Today, alone, has giving me a lifetime of worry and stress. I keep going over in my head how I should tell Stephen we're over, but I'm not sure. There's this feeling inside of me that is scared to let Stephen go. Maybe because I'm afraid I'll lose a friend. I still want us to be friends, but I doubt that would work out. He's in love with me. He probably won't want to speak to me for a while after I break his heart.
I put my books in my locker and close it. I get out my phone and text Stephen telling him I'm on my way. I exit out of the school and head for the stadium. I wonder if Stephen knows I'm going to break up with him. At least shouldn't he expect something. I haven't been acting like much of a girlfriend. Lately I feel like I've just been going through the motions.
I sit close to the bottom and get out my headphones and phone. I regret doing my homework earlier today. I should have saved it so I would have something to do while waiting for their practice to be over with it.
I put my headphones in my ear and press the shuffle button on my music. The song Bring It Back by Shawn Mendes starts to play. How ironic. The song kind of matches Stephen and my situation.
The football team comes rushing on the field. They're in their full uniform so I can't see any shirtless guys. Jordan purposely got my hopes up. Stephen waves at me and I wave back.
Jordan doesn't have his helmet on. He looks at me and gives me a kissy face and winks at me. I laugh at him and roll my eyes. The coach blows the whistle and they all huddle around him. After a while of him yelling, they break up to set up on the field.
They go over plays and I watch how Jordan moves around the field and throws the ball to other people. I like the way how focused he is. He works so well with the team and if I didn't know that him and Stephen hated each other I would think they were actually cool by the way they're working together on the field.
The coach calls them in and then has them run two laps around the field before letting them leave. I walk down to meet Stephen. I walk over to him and he pulls me in for a kiss. This time I don't turn my head.
"I'll meet you at your car and we can drive down there to the field." He says.
I nod my head and start to head to my car. Jordan passes by me. "Good luck, Midget." He whispers.
I'm going to need it. I finally reach my car and get in. I wait for about ten minutes then Stephen finally shows up. We drive down to the softball field and get everything we need. He has me stretch first then run the bases three times.
After that we do a little throwing then we work on hitting. The batting cage is always open so we go in. I'm not really good at hitting, but I'm getting better. I think it's because I have some huge fear of a fast ball hitting me.
I really need to tell Stephen. It's now or never. "Stephen, we need to talk!" I yell over the machine.
He turns it off and walks over to me. "What's up? Everything okay?" He asks.
I open my mouth to say I'm breaking up with you, but the words won't come out. "Abby, you okay?" He asks again.
I shake my head and look down. "I'm sorry." I don't even know why I'm apologizing.
"Abby, you're doing fine. All you have to do is work on your hitting a little more and you'll be okay." He says.
I shake my head and let out a sad laugh. "That's not why I'm sad. Stephen, I really like you. So much, but I don't think we're working out." I say.
He takes a step back and hurt flashes across his face. "What do you mean? We've been doing fine. Things have been perfect between us."
"No, Stephen, they haven't. I can't love you the way you want me to. These past few weeks, I've been forcing myself to feel something I don't feel for you. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have led you on like that, but I really wanted to make things work, but I don't feel that way for you anymore." I tell him.
He looks away from me and when he looks back at me, I see nothing but hurt and anger on his face.
"It's because of Jordan, isn't it! Abby, don't do this. He's going to hurt you. Don't be stupid and fall for his games. He just wants to get in your pants, that's all." He says.
"This has nothing to do with Jordan. I just don't think I need a relationship right now and things between you and me aren't the same anymore." I feel a tear roll down my cheek. I really hate breaking his heart. He trusted me and I'm breaking that trust.
"You know it has everything to do with him! I can't believe you! You're smarter than that, Abby! Please, don't do this." His voice cracks at the end.
"I still want to be friends." I say, looking away from him. That's what people usually say in the movies.
"Well, I don't want to be friends! I don't want to be anything to you! Don't ever talk to me again! And when he breaks your heart, which he will, don't come crying to me!" He grabs his bag and walks past me.
I turn around and look at him. "How are you getting home? I drove you to school this morning." I say.
"I'll find a way. Just quit talking to me. Go find Jordan. I'm sure that's where you'd rather be anyway." He spits.
The words hurt me because I know I've hurt him. Another tear falls down my face and I grab my things. I run to my car and get in. I wipe my eyes before starting the car and leaving. I wanted things to work out with Stephen and me, but they didn't. I can't help that my heart wants someone else. I think about calling Jordan and telling him about everything, but I can't bring myself to talk to him. All I want to do is go home and cry.
I pull into my driveway and get out. I see a figure sitting down on my front door steps and I immediately recognize the figure as Jordan. He's staring at me, waiting for me to walk over. I speed walk over to him.
"Hey, how did things..." I cut him off by hugging him. He's caught off guard at first, but then he wraps his arms around me.
I start to cry. I couldn't hold it in any longer. I never cried so much in my life. "He hates me Jordan." I cry into his chest.
"I'm assuming things didn't go well." He starts to rub my back up and down. His grip around me becomes tighter and it relaxes me a little.
"Just give him some time, Midget. He'll come around. He's just heart broken right now. He didn't lay a hand on you, did he?" He pulls me away from him, to look to see if I'm hurt.
I laugh a little at how protective he is and I wipe my eyes. "No, he didn't touch me. Stephen would never hit a girl. Not on purpose anyway. I don't even think he would by accident."
He smiles at me. "There you go seeing the good in people. I'm telling you, that trait will be the death of you."
"That trait," I poke him in the chest, "Is what made me forgive you all those times." I smile.
He shakes his head. "I'm thankful for that. I should get going. I just wanted to check on you and see how everything went with Stephen."
I nod my head. "Thanks. I'm glad you were here." I smile.
We stare at each other for a moment and things between us become awkward. Jordan takes a daring step towards me and wraps his arms around my waist. My breath hitches in my throat. His face leans in closer to mine and our lips brush up against each other.
"Jordan," I back away a little, "Let's just be friends for right now. I just got out of a relationship and I just need time before I hop back into another one."
My eyes are still focused on his lips, but then I look up and meet his eyes. I don't see anger in them like I thought I would, but I see understanding.
"Okay, Midget. Whatever you want, but I really want to kiss you. I've wanted to kiss you for a long time." He whispers, running his thumb across my bottom lip.
My eyes never leave his and I debate on whether or not I should take back what I just said. "I want to kiss you too, but we should take things slow. Get to know each other better." I say.
He smirks, "I've never done slow before, but I guess I'm in for trying new things. So friends for now?"
"Friends for now." I agree. I wonder how long that's going to last. Every time I'm around him, I feel like I have no self control.
"Well, can your friend get a hug before he leaves or is that moving to fast also?" He smirks.
I laugh at him and punch him playfully in the arm before I hug him. We hug for a while and it seems like he doesn't want to let me go, just like I don't want to let him go, but he pulls back first.
"I'll see you tomorrow. Good night, Midget." He smiles.
"Good night, Giant." I wave goodbye to him before I enter my house and close the door.
I don't know how to feel about today. I don't know if things are going in the wrong direction or the right direction, but I can't help but feel like things are finally going to start going in the right direction for me.