"I like you Trevor."
Those words coming out of Noah's mouth was just unbelievable. He liked me!! I don't think he means it the way I think, but if he did this would change my entire life!!
"W-what did you s-say?" I stutter, probably completely embarrassing myself. "I said I like you Trevor. And not just as a friend, I really truly like you." Noah said with a smile plastered on his face.
"You, mister popular, likes me, the disgrace of the school?" I asked, completely flustered by now. "Do you not believe me?" He asked very cockily. I just shook my head and stared at him in disbelief.
"Does this prove anything?" He asked, leaning in and stopping just millimeters away from my face. "What are you doing?" I asked in a very, very hushed voice. "This" he said right before he connected His lips with mine. Our lips fusing together as I kissed him back reluctantly. He slid his tongue over my bottom lip asking for entrance, which I happily obliged to.
He pulled away, searching every inch of my face, looking for something, something he couldn't find. "I-im sorry I shouldn't have, I didn't mean to. How could I be so stupid. I should go now." He kept rambling on. Noah turned around and started walking away. I hopped off the counter and ran to him, just as he reached for the door knob I took a hold of his arm and spun him around. I cupped his face in my hands and kissed him as passionately as I could. He snaked his arms around my waist as I wrapped mine around his neck.
I pulled back and stared at him for what seemed like hours, but was only a couple of seconds, "don't go!" I said while we leaned into each other, our foreheads touching, "please" I breathed out again.
"After school, my car, meet me there." He said as he walked off, out the door and down the hall. Leaving me standing there in the restroom, with a tingly sensation on my lips. And looking completely frazzled.
ΠΠΠΠΠ AFTER SCHOOL ΠΠΠΠΠ
I walked out the front doors of the school, more confident than ever before, still hearing those snide remarks from the wannabes of the school. But frankly I couldn't give a damn.
I practically ran to Noah's car, but not actually running, as to not draw attraction to my self.
As soon as he saw me his face lit up like a star on top of a Christmas tree. "I was starting to worry that you wouldn't show." He said. "And I was starting to think that this was some kind of sick joke, so can you clear this up for me? Is this a joke? And I want an honest to go answer." I asked him.
He just stood there, eyes wide with hurt. I swear he was going to burst. "I am suprized you would think such a thing." "Of course I would, you jocks have been tormenting me for years!" I half yelled.
"Can we just get in my car, I need to tell you something. And the reason I have to tell you is because you think that think is some kind a joke." Noah said with with a lot of hurt in his voice.
I just nodded and got into the passenger seat and waited for Noah to start the car. "Put your seatbelt on, I don't want you to get hurt." He said very monotone like as he put on his own.
We drove for about 45 minutes in a complete and utterly uncomfortable silence.
