When we were young

Why would he do that?

I was sitting on my bed, listening to some music. It was two days after Anthony and Jared had their little 'fight'. I have been trying my hardest to avoid both of them. I felt so horrible, Anthony had actually hit Jared. I just couldn't understand why he would do that.

Losing my interest in my iPod, I turned it off and started thinking about the conversation that Lisa and I had earlier today at school. I was still in shock. I mean, why on earth would THE Anthony Taylor aka Man whore, be turning down any girl that wants to warm his bed. There must be more to the story I conclude to myself.

Looking up I let out a squeal of surprise, there standing in my door way was Anthony. He was just watching me with a slight smirk on his face. "W what do you want?". I managed to squeak out. "Nothing much", Anthony said while slowly walking towards me. I blushed and looked away as images of a naked Anthony came to mind. "What are you thinking about?". Anthony purred in my ear. What the hell, when did he get so close to me.

I snapped my head around about to say something when my eyes caught his. I lost my breath. He has the prettiest green eyes I have even seen. Hoping to God that he didn't notice my moment of weakness, I snapped at him and said. "Cut the crap Anthony, what the hell do you want?"

"You know Whitey (a nick name he has given me from when we were kids, which I hate), you are the only person to use my full name. But I like it like that, you want to know why?". Captured by his amazing eyes again, I slowly nodded my head. Anthony leaned in, his lips a hairs breath away from me.

"Your different, you mean something different to me". With that his lips captured mine. I kissed him back with a passion I didn't know I had until our lips connected. He bit my bottom lip and I gasped, Anthony wasted no time and slipped his tongue into my mouth. It was THE kiss of my life to date.

Anthony pulled out of the kiss first. He put his forehead to mine as we slowed our breathing down. Once we were clam again he gave me peck on the lips and walked to the door. He turned around with a smirk on his lips and said, "It also is a big turn on". With that he walked out and closed my door.

I laid back on my bed and replayed it again. Why did he kiss me? I thought to myself. Then a thought came to mind. He was playing with me. He made his next move. Tears came to my eyes. How stupid I had been to think that he actually might like me.

That night I went to bed with out tea and cried myself to sleep.