Just Kiss Me Already

Chapter 6 - I Love You

"Why didn't you just tell her?" Toby asked me as we sat on his couch.

"Because I know how much she likes him and I don't want her taking it out on me. You know, him liking me."

We sat in silence a moment and then he finally said something. "Have you ever been hurt seriously by her?"

I took a minute to think. I thought of all the times I'd been bullied. "No, not Callie, but there was this one time a girl 8th grade a girl punched me in my ear. My head rang for months and my ear bled off and on as well."

His mouth fell open a little in surprise. I could tell he was at a complete loss of words.

"Don't worry." I put my arms around his neck, "I'm fine now." He kissed me softly on my forehead.

"And that I am glad for. I think I'd be friends with Callie if it weren't for you." He smiled cause he was being sarcastic.

"Bleh. Anyone but her! Puh-lease!" It was dark outside and I knew I'd have to go home soon. I frowned a little. As if he had read my mind he said,

"You can stay the night if you want." He put his arms around my waist and pulled me into his chest. I could feel every breath he took and our faces were no further than four inches from each others.

"I'd love to." I said softly and that put him over the edge. Neither of us could take it anymore is what I think happened. Before I knew what was happening, his lips were on mine and my eyes fluttered shut. He pulled in as close as possible. His lips were soft against mine. I ran my hands over his neck and tangled my fingers in his hair.

He pulled away and pulled me up into his arms. He stood and walked toward a room. I laughed and then realized what he might be thinking.. "Your not wanting to um.." I trailed off.

He laughed shakily and then peeked down at me. "Don't worry Caitlyn, I think I'll wait until we know each other a little better." He joked lightly.

I sighed in relief and leaned into him. He sat down in what must be his room. I laid down beside him. He put his hands on either side of my face and kissed me gently. Everything inside me, every feeling, nerve, cell, was screaming with joy. I felt like I was about to burst.

I'm not sure when we fell asleep but we did. Last night there was a lot of talking and kissing and laughing and it was perfect. That is the only word to describe it. Perfect.

When I woke up, my head lay on his chest with my hand on his stomach. The rest of me was curled up on his side with his arms around me. His lips to my forehead. "Good morning, love." He smiled an I could see his dimples in his cheeks.

"Good morning, babe." I said teasingly and laughed softly.

"Ooh, baabe!" He teased back. "Then I guess you are my Honey." He joked.

We both laughed. Once again, he made me feel like my life wasn't a complete tragedy. He made me feel like this, us, was the only thing that really mattered. Right now, right here, is the only thing worth caring about. He made me forget how sad I am, and he made me feel truly happy. That is, of course, when reality comes and slaps you in the face.

I groaned and he looked at me worried. "What's wrong?"

"Well, first thing wrong is that I have to go home eventually. Second, is that I will have to, again eventually, face my mother."

"You don't have to leave for at least another month," Joking sadly. "My parents will be gone at least that long." He placed a kiss on my lips.

I pulled back and replied. "I at least need some stuff, you know like clothes." I laughed.

"Who needs clothes anyway? There overrated." He joked. Then he pulled off his shirt, making not him blush, but myself.

"If you are expecting me to pull off mine you are going to have to do a lot, and I am majorly emphasizing, a lot of convincing."

He laughed loudly and deeply. "Not quite the reaction I was going for but sure."

"Toby, you look extremely hot." I paused to wait for his reaction. "How was that?" I grinned from ear to ear, I swear.

"Sometimes, I hate you." He said, not really meaning it.

"I love you too, Toby!!" I said.

"Aww. You love me? Well, I love you too." He kissed me again.
"Say it again." He smiled.

"I love you, Toby." I repeated softly and with all the sweetness possible in my voice. He pulled me so tight to him that I felt the heat radiating off of his skin. It was nice too because I didn't realize how cold I was. As he kissed me, it felt like electricity was going through every vein in my body.

"I love you too, Caitlyn." He whispered in between our warm kisses.

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