Eighteen | H.S. |

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God is he hot. I can't stand sitting in this car and not kiss him. Stop thinking like that Sarah, don't jump into it yet. My subconscious has to remind me every minute. I can't stop looking at his lips they are pink and look soft. Uh, I want him. He is so focused on the road and he has this soft look in his eyes that I can't ever remember David having. He treats me better than David. He has more in common with me than I had with David, he played baseball and David played football.

"So what type of bat do you use?" He says still has his eyes focused on the road. I wonder if he thinks the same thing about me. I can see the life in his eyes when he smiles at me. I almost didn't hear his question these thought wrap around my mind.

"Oh, uh a xeno 2014 model 34'in" I wonder if he even know what type of bat that is sense in baseball you don't use composite bats. Why am I asking so many stupid questions? Why am j so nervous? It's not a date it's just a batting session. What if I do super bad? What if I embarrass myself in front of him? Why am I asking so many questions?

"Did you hear me?" I didn't realize he was talking to me. Shit, shit. What did he ask? "I asked have you ever been here?"

"No I haven't. It looks nice." I am so nervous. I don't know why but I just am. My palms are sweating waterfalls, and my legs are twitching which happens when I am nervous.

"Okay we are here. I will get your bag for you."

"No it's okay I got it." I climb out of his really nice car. And to the trunk. But he already has my bag on his arm. God he drives me insane.

"Nope I got it already." He says his accent is really deep. I put on my cleats and walk into the large building.

"Wow this place is really big." The place has a small check in section and has baseball and softball merchandise everywhere in the lobby. We walk up to the checkout desk and Harry gets two cards and hands one to me. If You though the lobby was big, then your jaw would touch the ground. There are at least 20 batting cages with baseballs and softballs flying in the air.

"Pick any cage you want. Do you want to share a cage like take turns?" Is that a good idea? Yes or no?

"Sure. What speed do you do?"

"70mph. What about you miss hot shot?" He teases.

"60. And I go by Sarah." This going to be so interesting. We walk up to the closest case and put our stuff down. The machine in front of me is more of a arcade game than a batting cage system.

"Let me help you." Harry laughs. "So first you swipe your card like a credit card, then you hit softball button, then chose you speed. Trust me I have been here many times." His smile lights up when he looks down at me. I put on my helmet and batting gloves and grab my bat.

"You look really good with a helmet on. I should put mine on too. I guess" he sound Un sure of himself. Why? He is so perfect unlike most guys.

I step into the cage and get into my batting position. The round goes fast and I get some decent hits in. "How did I do?"

"Dang. You are fucking amazing in the cages. You just swing away and not have to worry about anything." He complimented me.

His eyes lock on mine. There is some hesitation but I lean in and catch him off guard and press my lips hard into his.

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Sorry I haven't updated in a while I have been busy with sports and school. I will try and update on Monday but if not Tuesday at the latest. Love you guys make sure you comment and vote!

-Mira😍😜💙