The Players

Untitled Part 6

His lips came closer and closer to mine. My heart's been beating against my chest, for what seems like forever now, and I actually think it might burst out of my body. My hands are shaking a little bit and my eyes are just pierced to his. He doesn't take his eyes off mine

Seconds later his lips are against mine. My body feels as if it is on fire. I am not shaking anymore and my breathing has slowed to a normal pace. I can now move so I can take my hand and put it on his cheek. He doesn't remove it which makes me feel a lot better about this whole thing.

I open my mouth a little and he slides his tongue in. I have to stop this. But, for some odd reason, I can't. It feels so right but then wrong. Seriously, what the hell is wrong with me? I finally find the nerve to push him away.

What the hell am I doing? A better question is what the hell are you doing?" He looks at me with confusion clearly on his face.

No matter what, I can't take my eyes off of him. He is so attractive. I must not be tempted with his perfect lips, hot smile, and amazing hair. What am I saying?

"It's just a dare. God, take a damn joke!" He says through his teeth which doesn't really bother me.

"Awe is little Harry sad because someone just actually pushed him away in the middle of kissing". She says in a mocking voice. "Rose speaks first out of the rest of them and everyone bursts into laughter".

"Here I thought it was gonna be him pushing you away, but it turns out it happened the other way round. Damn girl, you are just like us in a way."Drew is the next to speak.
My head is spinning. I have only had four beers so I can't be drunk, could I? "No, I can't." I quickly say a quick goodbye to the group

I stand up quickly and speed walk out to my car. How could I just let someone like Harry, obnoxious rude kiss me, no make out with me, in front of a bunch of his friends. My mind is saying one thing and my body the other. Sadly, I was doing what my body was saying.

When I get home my mother is baking cookies, a new recipe I am guessing. I used to love to watch my mother cook. She would always be frustrated because her long hair would be in the way. My Dad was sitting in the living room reading a newspaper as usual and watching the news.

"Hey honey you're back"
"I am making peanut butter cookies." My Mother says excitedly.

"Is everything okay?"

"Yeah everything is absolutely fine." "I am just really tired. It has been a very long day and I am just worn out. I'll see you both tomorrow."

"Okay, darling. Good night. My parents said.

"Yeah, uh, night. I love you too.

I then run up the stairs and go straight to my room. I thought about everything that happened today. I have actually done very good with making new friends. At least that's what I thought.

      Tommorrow is another day and I needed to get some sleep

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