2 heartbroken teens

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"Tell me when you want to stop." Summer whispers.

"I could be here all day." I admit. It's been so long since no one hugged me the way Summer is hugging me right now that I almost forgot the feeling. And again I'm glad to know how comforting it is. "But we can move to the bed if you want to." Let me clarify there's no double meaning. 

Gladly Summer understood what I meant and nodded, so now we're lying on my bed, our faces meeting.

"What about you?" I ask. She frowns, confused.

"What about me?"

"Yes. How's been your life for the past days?"

Don't forget I'm not the only one fucked up. 

"Nothing special." She shrugs, and looks away for a second. I scoff. "What." 

"I know what you're doing." I say, rising my brows.

"What?" She repeats. "Tell me."

I chuckle.

"You have that attitude in hiding so well your worries and relieving that shit by making feel better others."

"So damn specific."

"Did I get it right?"

Summer rolls her eyes. 

"How would you know, anyway?"

"Well, we've shared our issues, it can't be possible for any of us to recover from them overnight."

"Maybe." She purses her lips. 

"You can tell me later." I feel the urge to touch her cheek and caress it with the thumb, but i don't know why I end up not doing it. It's like I only have the confidence to touch when it's lust, but when it means affection I back out. 

"So..., should we just search movies on Netflix and see what we find?" I ask then. I feel like staying in bed for a while, so why not watching something meanwhile.

Summer chuckles.

"Yeah."

I get up and get the laptop, then return to the bed and put it between us so we could both see the screen and decide a movie. Then I could change the position so the laptop isn't a barrier.

After fifteen minutes looking in every movie category, eventually we've decided to watch a random action movie. I play it and then I get comfortable resting by the headboard and a cushion. Summer changed to the same position.

I'm not really paying too much attention to the movie, mostly because I can't stop thinking about my current brother situation. I swear I want to get rid of those thoughts, but it's very hard.

I glance at Summer. She seems to be enjoying the movie. I smile and try to focus as well. A minute later I see now Summer glancing at me out of the corner of my eye.

"Why the fuck aren't we cuddling when we already did it at your house?" I say out loud what I know we both are thinking.

"Excellent question."

She comes closer and rests on my chest. I put now the laptop by my side. Yep, now it's better.

After a while I lift her chin up so we could look at each other's eyes.

"I really wanna kiss you." There's desire in my words, like if all the pain is gonna disappear if we kiss. And I bet it will, even though it only will last a moment. 

"Then kiss me already." She responds looking up at my eyes, making me feel butterflies in my stomach. That was hot.

I don't even waste time in provoking. I grab the back of her neck and pull her closer to my face, so our lips could meet. I want this to last, so I kiss her slow, now changing my hand from the nape to her cheek. Meanwhile, my other hand runs also slowly down her back to the waist. Summer, on the other hand, puts both hands on my chest.

She bites my lower lip and I grunt, returning it. I feel her lips curving into a smile. Then we change the rate and kiss more passionately, my tongue being introduced into her mouth.

We don't even wait to the movie to end. The sexual tension we hold is inevitable, and more when we are alone, which it's obvious. And, although it hasn't been even twenty four hours since the last sexual experience, from my point of view it feels like a week.

"Is it me or today's hotter than other days?" I stop the kiss for a moment. Summer chuckles.

"Why you ask?"

I smirk and wait a few seconds to speak.

"Well, we could cool off... in the shower."