You scream out to what felt like thousands of kids, before running away like a coward. You lock yourself in the bathroom and cry "what the hell just happend?" You think to yourself, not knowing how to feel.. **knock, knock!** you hear on the bathroom door... you open it "are you okay?" A slightly distressed but soft voice asks. "What do you want?" You ask slightly teary. "Come here, I won't have you cry like that.. I'm sorry" he picks you up and holds you close to him, trying to give you comfort and support after that intense moment. "Look, I'm really sorry alright? I felt pressured..." he said, sounding very stressed almost like he was on the verge of tears. "But everyone was looking? Now that's gonna be shown to everyone! I barely even know you and what if I liked someone else?...". He pauses for a minute, his face getting slightly more unhappy "do you like someone else?" He asks curiously. "No.. not really" you reply. "Then why are you upset?"..
"It just made me uncomfortable, I don't know you very well but... I uh.." you found yourself at a loss for words, knowing you liked it, but didn't want to admit it. "Did you enjoy it?" He giggles while asking.. your face is now as red as a tomato, questioning how he was so spot on to your thoughts. "You're pretty good at kissing I won't lie... I know you liked it, and I could tell by the way you kissed me back" he says smirking at you. You became incredibly tense, trying to deny any feelings you might now have for him as he's teasing and flirting with you. "Why did you go for me?" You ask. "If I'm being honest, I didn't know who else to go for and, I thought you're really pretty so why not kiss you... I was just trying to have a little fun you know?". His face is now also red like a tomato. He locks the door behind him and holds you close to his body, his warm breath against your skin, he's about to kiss you again.. but this time he picks you up, with your legs wrapped around his waist, and his crotch directly on yours.
