In the shadows, under the bleachers

Chapter 8

How the hell did the two of us end up in this situation? I wasn't drunk, Will wouldn't let me get drunk. So how the hell did we end here? I felt another kiss on my lips as he pressed me against the door. Fuck that felt good. I felt hot. I know that this is wrong, I know we shouldn't be doing this. But I can't help it, I wanted it. Even if it was for one night, I wanted it.

"Will," I breathed looking up at him.

"Yeah?" He muttered, kissing the side of my jaw.

"I-"

There was a sudden knock on my door.

"Aiden?"

It was my mom. What the hell is she doing here? Didn't she need to leave? How the hell did she get in the house, she doesn't have a key. Does she?

"Yeah mom?" I tried my best not to sound annoyed by the sudden intrusion.

"Have you seen Mark?" She asked. I noticed Will grinning for some odd before he went back to kissing me.

"No, he said he would be back later." It was 11:00 so not exactly that late. For Mark that is.

"Wasn't she supposed to leave again?" Will whispered against the shell of my ear gently biting it.

"Yeah, I thought so to." I whispered back.

"Is someone in there with you?" Mom asked. Shit.

"No, how did you get in anyway" I asked, desperate to change the subject, "Do you have a key?"

"Of course I have a key, it's my house after all." That you barely visit that is. She didn't say anything else so I waited until I heard the door close before I stood up straight.

"You were saying?" Will whispered taking a step back, giving me some space.

"What does this mean for us?" I asked, this time it was his turn to look at me.

"What do you want it mean?" I want it to mean that we have something, that this isn't just a one time thing. I opened my mouth to answer but nothing came out.

"What was that reckless?" He whispered. I felt goosebumps erupt all over my body.

I swallowed, "I want it to mean something." There was a long silence.

"So you want to label it?" He finally asked, his voice soft and gentle. I nodded, it was all I could do. "Okay." He said.

"Okay?"

"Yeah, okay. You want to label it we'll label it," There was a pause, "So what exactly do you want to label it? This, us?" He asked gesturing between us.

I bit my cheek, "I don't know." Now I'm just overthinking it. I looked down at the floor, trying to think of something else to say.

"Do you want us to be together?" He asked, taking the lead. Oh thank god.

I let out a sigh of relief, "Yeah." I waited for him to say something. Instead, I noticed a smirk pull at his lips. "What's that face for?"

"No reason, are you going to want to tell Mark?"

"Tell him what?" It's not like we actually agreed to anything yet.

"That we're in a relationship." He said, his smirk growing wider.

"We're in a relationship?"

He nodded, "So back to my original question, are you going to want to tell Mark?" He repeated.

I shook my head, "No I'm not. Are you going to be okay with that?"

"Me? Oh yeah. Honestly I don't really care as long as you're comfortable."