"you have options hope"

CHAPTER 5

Then morning came. I couldn't decide whether last night was a dream or not, whether i had actually kissed lizzie saltzman. Why had i kissed Lizzie? In a dream or not. I lay in bed for a few minutes, trying to remember the events of last night.

Eventually, Lizzie sat up. She rubbed her eyes, yawning a couple of times too. I saw her shoulders stiffen, as i imagine she remembered what happened the night before. She softly picked herself off the bed while i pretended to sleep, afraid of what i would say if i was awake. She selected a top and a skirt to wear, and tip toed into the bathroom. I breathed a sigh of relief, then proceeded to pick up all my stuff as fast as i could and try to leave before things got awkward. I picked up my clothes from yesterday off the floor, unplugging my phone from the charger, bundling everything into a big pile and attempting to open the door without making any sound. Just my luck. It was weirdly well oiled, so the minute i applied any type of pressure, it slammed open.

"Hope?" Lizzie shouted from the bathroom, " Are you ok?"

"Yeah i'm fine." I shouted back, praying she stayed in there for a while longer so i could make my escape. The bathroom lock clicked behind me. Out walked lizzie, toothbrush in her mouth and sports bra on her top and leggings covering her legs.

"You didn't need to come out." I said awkwardly.

"I thought you might have got hurt or something." She smiled forcefully.

"Look, about yesterday. I didn't mean to do that. I think i got confused with my feelings about raf and i turned them into something they weren't. I don't want things to be weird cause of a stupid mistake i made." She said.

"Yeah, i get it, don't worry." I breathed a sigh of relief in my head. It didn't mean anything. She strolled back into the bathroom, staying in there for another minute while she finished brushing her teeth. As i stood out there, i thought. I thought and i didn't think. Then i did something i really, really regret. She pushed the door open and trudged out of the bathroom, fully covered with a red jumper. And then i kissed her. Again. Bad idea.

At first, she was completely taken aback. She pulled away for a second, just a second, and looked at me right in the eye. I nodded softly, knowing what she was going to ask. And she kissed me back.

I felt so alive, her nails knotted in my hair. Her lips were soft and lush, tasting like fresh mint lemonade on a summer day. Her touch sent volts of electricity up my back as she gently grazed my spine with her fingertips. She kissed me harder and harder, my back began to arch as her hands hugged my waist. She backed me against a wall, peppering gentle kisses along my neck. She teased her fingers along the edge of my cotton pullover, sliding it over my head. I still hadn't had time to change after sleeping, so i wasn't wearing a bra. She slid her hands up my bare back, sending shivers up my body. Her hands moved to my front, caressing the tender skin and making me shudder. I took her hand in mine, and led her to the warm bed in front of us.

"We're gonna be late for school." She murmured through kisses.

"Who gives a flying fuck" I laughed, while simultaneously pulling off her crisp, pink skirt.