My back hit the wall, his hands gripping my waist as he pulled me to him, his lips devouring mine.
Things were getting heated quickly, though they had been all night.
His lips trailed down my jaw until he was kissing my neck, pulling a moan from my lips.
"We should stop." I breathed, my hands going to push him away from me, though I ended up pulling him closer to me.
He groaned in response, his hand fiddling with the key in the lock, the door opening behind us.
I pushed off the wall, resulting in him stepping away from me. The look in his eyes wasn't lust. It was a mixture of desire, total adoration and something else I couldn't place.
I pushed against his chest, causing him to step into the apartment.
His hands gripped my waist, surprising me as the door swung shut, lifting me so that my legs could wrap around his waist.
"We should stop." He said after a few more minutes of making out, reluctantly breaking away from me.
I bit my lip, silently nodding as it was hard to find my words.
He sat me down on my feet, my dress falling down to my ankles once again, reminding me of how close we had just come to doing the unthinkable.
And I was sure my face was as red as a strawberry.
"You're so beautiful." He mumbled, his fingertips grazing my cheek.
Was it possible to date a guy for a week and fall head over heels in love with him?
Yes. Yes it was.
"You're not too bad yourself." I teased.
He smiled, pecking my lips softly. He stared at me seriously, his eyes scanning my face. "I love you."
And that was the breaking point for me as I pulled his lips back to mine.
*
"We have spent the past week doing nothing except for watching TV and meeting Zoe's family." Liz said as she handed Ana and I a piece of paper. "But this is what we are going to do for the next week. Unless Zoe can think of different things, since this is her hometown. She knows it better than us."
"Well the Art museum is a good idea. But I think you should put the sight and sound theater on here, too. I love those shows." I said as my eyes scanned the paper. "And the walking through the park idea isn't the greatest, unless you have a few guys with you. Something bad would most likely happen."
"Then we'll get Shawn and Chris to come with us. They seem pretty chill." Liz concluded.
Ana looked at me, her gaze hard. "I think we should scratch off that idea. Zoe's right. It's not safe."
"Okay. What about walking through the city? I want to go to the farmers market."
"That's a good idea, since the streets are always crowded. It's hard for something bad to happen." Ana said.
"It always finds a way." I mumbled, but they didn't hear me.
"Well this is what we are going to do this next week. Add anything you want but we need to talk before taking anything off."
Ana and I nodded.
"Okay. Today we are going to the museum. I'm going to get dressed." She said, going into the conjoining room.
Ana waited until she heard the shower turn on before punching me in the shoulder. Hard.
"What the hell?" I asked, looking at her.
"What the hell are you thinking? Fooling around with Chris? Not only does that betray your brother, since they are best friends, that's going back on everything we planned! We left our lives behind, and that doesn't give you permission to go fooling around with guys. What happens when we leave? He's not coming with us. It was only meant to be the three of us this trip."
"I never said you had to leave everything behind. That was your choice." I said. "Liz made that choice, as well. And her and I are on the same page. We wanted to travel so that's what we're doing. No one ever said there were rules, other than the fact it'd be just the three of us. So I'm sorry for my inconvenience, but it's my choice."
"You met him a week ago!" She cried, throwing her hands up. "And you're already sleeping with him."
"I met him when I was a kid." I snapped. "I have known him since then. It's not like we're strangers."
"I would've thought you'd of learned after what happened with Tyler." She seethed. "When will you learn? Even after your sister hated your guts and wanted nothing to do with you, you're still doing the same thing."
"You know that's not what happened." I shook my head.
"Do I?" She asked, doubt showing in her eyes. "I thought I knew you, that you were my best friend. But I don't know anymore."
I felt my mouth go dry as Liz entered the room again, fully clothed and drying her hair.
"What's going on?" She asked, looking between the two of us.
"Nothing." I mumbled, looking away from them. "I'm going to get dressed."
