Always

27| Girlfriend

Greyson

"Do you want icecream?" I ask the girl in my arms.

"I'm not having a conversation with your butt Greyson."

I pull her up but I don't let her go. She wraps her legs around my waist for a moment and I can feel all my blood cells flowing to my dick.

Shit.

"Thank you. And yes I do want ice cream," is all she says before she hops down and heads back inside like nothing happened.

I want to move but I can't; my legs are fucking stuck on the pavement. If I move my knees might just buckle. I do move though, but only because she pulls me inside.

"Let's go."

"Okay," I whisper for myself to hear. I'd follow her anywhere.

When we get inside she heads straight to dining room. How the hell did her shoes get there? Nobody's even allowed in there. I grab a water for Allison from the kitchen where I run into the blonde, Bianca.

"Hey, I've been looking for you. Are you okay?" she asks innocently. I know now that it's all an act and is obnoxious.

"No, I'm not. Not when you're going around telling lies."

"Come on it was one girl and she was all over you while I was standing right here. What was I supposed to do?"

"First of all her name's Allison and I don't know...not lie maybe?"

"What? Do you like her or something?"

"Like who?" Allison asks, shoe-footed this time.

"No one," I say before Brianna says anything.

"You. I was wondering if he wanted to date you instead because you're all he seems to talk about. Allison right?"

"It's no—"

"Are you drunk?" I cut Allison off by asking.

"What? No."

"Good."

"Wha—"

I don't even give her time to say it. I just cup her cheek, pulling her body dangerously close to mine. I stroke her soft skin soaking in the smell of her vanilla shampoo.

"Don't hate me okay?" I whisper.

And then I kiss her.

The kiss is slow and light. Her lips are plump and soft in my mouth and all around us ceases to exist for a moment. She stands there motionless for a moment but she eventually kisses me back and the taste of alcohol slowly infiltrates my senses. There's no more music and no more Becky. It's just me and her. Her and me.

I sigh in relief. I feel like I'm high and this is the feeling I've been searching for my whole life. Unwillingly I pull away because I wasn't supposed to kiss her in front of everyone in the first place.

There's a lot of people that attend our school here and no one's even supposed to know we're friends. She's so going to kill me. Her eyes flutter open and I admire her beauty one last time before I die.

"Proved it," I whispered.

I'm so dead.