If loving you is Wrong

Chance Encounters:

I walked ahead of the others with my head lowered. I could hear their cheerful laughter behind me instead of heading to the library I turned to the right.
"Nudge!", I heard footsteps pounding behind me.
I didn't acknowledge my best friend but continued walking. The footsteps slowed to a stop. I searched deep in my soul for any guilt and didn't find any so I shrugged ad continued to the bus stop.
"Where is she going?", I heard Rayshawn ask. I didn't hear Desirée response but I'm willing to believe that she said this:
"Like how the fuck would I know". I waved at a couple of classmates from my highschool and took a seat on the bench. I watched as Nadia, Rayshawn, and Desirée run across the street.
Sometimes I can't stand to be in the same room as Nadia. Desirée loud laughter have been giving me a monster migraine. The heathline slowly came into view as my friends feel out of view. The bus was filled of highschool students and college students. But I manged to maneuver my book bag and purse past people and scored a empty seat. With a loud sigh I threw my bookbag down next to me.
"Mind if I sit here", the familiar deep voice resonated over my mind. My eyes traveled from a familiar grey baggy hoodie to milk chocolate brown eyes.
"Sure".
I reached out to grab my bag at the same time he did. He used his other hand to lift the bag while holding my hand in his. I waited for him to drop my hand but he kept my hand locked in his.
I don't know what he makes me feel but I know one thing he is one smooth fucker.
He gave me a reassuring squeeze and I squeezed back gently. For the first time all day I could breathe.

My stop came all too soon and I pressed the button for my stop with my other hand reluctant to let go of his hand.
"This is my stop", I said softly.
Our eyes locked and held for the longest time. Muddy brown meeting milk chocolate brown causing my heart to contract gently.
"Where are you going?".
"Chiploté".
God now I sound fat. I sound like a fat teenage girl.
"I'll come with you. Maybe we could go eat by the pond---like a picnic".
My heart flew in my throat but I kept my face impassive.
A DATE WITH----CHRIS!!!!
I nodded eagerly,"Yeah better tn eating inside on such a nice day".
"Hurry before the bus leaves our stop".
I followed after Chris trying to keep the urge to skip under control my phone vibrated. I rolled my eyes in annoyance at whoever wanted to interrupt my date with Chris. A picture of Tommia flashed across the screen.
Where are you?--Desirée
Fucking worry wart.
Somewhere.
No need to get slapped
Whatever g2g.
I shoved my phone back into my purse. Chris glanced down at me concern reflecting on his face.
"Everything okay?".
"Yeah. My mom checking up on me". He flashed me a smile before holding out his hand to me this time giving me a choice. I didn't hesitate in placing my hand in his hand.
We order our food and waited quietly for the bus to arrive to send us to our little date. I was mentally cursing public transportation when he asked me a question.
"Desirée asked me this earlier now I want to ask you the same thing".
"Ask away", I said quickly.
How in the hell did the subject of Desirée come up?
"Ass or tits?".
I burst into a fit of uncontrollable laughter which prompted him to laugh also.
"Ass", I said though bursts of laughter. Which prompted him to laugh even harder. When the bus finally pulled up we were finally finding control over our laughter.
"Your really something else", he said as he poked my side. I tensed because I feel as though I'm too pudgy on the sides. He gasped.
"Your skin is so soft"he said as he brushed his hand over my shoulder down to my hand.
"Thanks".
The power of Dove soap.
When our destination came into view we hopped off the bus we walked hand and hand over to the pond. We were walking right in front of the libaray, which had kids sitting in front of it. I secretly wished someone would turn and see us.
Nobody turned our way so we continued our path. He took of his hoodie and layed it out open so we could sit on it and eat. We ate in quiet silence every once and a while we would hold contact a second too long.
He crawled over moving my food out of the way so he could kneel in front of me.
"You have cream on your mouth".
If I cross my eyes just right I could see it. I went to wipe but he placed his hand over mine.
"Allow me".
He leaned in and traced his tongue over the spot. He hummed in approval.
"Sour cream".
He leaned in again this time pressing his lips gently over mine. I turned my head and and parted my lips under his tongue. It was awkward at first but I soon got in the grove of things.
He released my hands and placedn them gently on my cheek as he kissed me.
All too soon his phone began to ring. He pulled away and answered it.
"Hello". He listened for a moment giving hooding a finger up for me to wait. He nodded slowly in agreement at what the person the line said.
"Alright later". He pressed the end on his phone before glancing up at me.
"I gotta go", he said somewhat reluctantly.
"Me too".
We gathered up our things we walked over to the libaray. He pulled me to a halt before placing a chaste kiss on my lips.
"Bye".
"Bye,Shy".
He walked away I stared after him mind racing . I glanced up the library when I felt someone staring at me.
Nadia was staring down at with a unreadable face. I blinked ad she was gone from the window like she was never there.