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Sixteen~*

"What are you talking about?" I ask, trying to push him away. Darren gives a low chuckle. His mouth is so close to mine now.

"Oh, Lilly-Mae. You know what I'm talking about. You kissed him in plain view of everyone. But don't worry, I'm the only one who saw." He pushes me further into the door. I'm now crammed between his warm, hard body, and the cold door.

"Oh." Is all I say. I feel his chest rumble with another laugh.

"So, are you going to answer?" He asks. I shake my head, holding my head up.

"I don't have to answer anyone. Especially not you." I spit. Darren places his lips on my mouth. This is a kiss. This reminds me exactly what Simon didn't have. Simon didn't do this to me.

Without my consent, my arms wrap themselves over his shoulders. I feel Darren smiling into the kiss, as he wraps his arms around my waist. We stay like this for a few moments, just kissing. I hear a car pull up outside, and Darren pulls away.

He steps back, and stares at me. Then, a small smile forms on his lips. "We'll continue this later." He smirks. With one last peck on my lips, he bounds upstairs.

Shakily, I walk into the kitchen, getting a cold drink out of the fridge. Instead of drinking it, I put it to my face. Hopefully, I'm not as red as I feel like I am. The front door opens, and I hear 3 people walking in. I hear two people going upstairs, and Debbie walks in. I'm guessing Derek and Daisy are the ones going up then.

She smiles over at me. "Hello! Did you have fun with Simon?" I groan. She laughs, pulling out a chair at the table. Once sat down, she pats the space opposite her. I go over, sitting down. "Spill."

I sigh. "Okay, well, everything was great with Simon. He's awesome and amazing. And sweet, and kind ... but, when he kissed me, it felt like ... nothing." I look up at Debbie. She's nodding.

"I know what you mean. Like, you want the fireworks? The explosions?" I nod.

"Yeah. And I only get those with Darren." Oh. This information seems to surprise Debbie, too. Then, a slow smile makes its way over her face.

"So. You and Darren. Anything you want to tell me?"

"No. Yes. I don't know." I moan. "It's like, he pushes all my buttons. But I still want him. NEED him." I put my head in my hands. "He annoys me so freaking much. And, he was pretty much with Amelia. I just, cant. I don't know where I stand with him, and it makes me feel like I'm going mad!" I complain.

Debbie chuckles, holding my hands over the table. "I know it's hard. It'll get easier. You just need to focus on what you want. What would make you happy?"

I think about it. "Darren." I whisper. I look up at Debbie, and she's smiling down at me.

"And what do you need to do in order to get Darren?" I jump up from the table, and leap over to Debbie, putting a hand over her mouth.

"Jesus, Debbie! Speak a little louder, would you?" She chuckles, taking my hand away from her mouth.

"Okay," She whispers. "What are you doing to do in order to get Darren?"

I sit back down, sighing heavily. "I don't know." I admit. "Hang out? Tell me."

Debbie pats my hand. "I can't tell you what to do for this, honey. You need to figure it out for yourself." She gets up from the table. "Oh, yeah. Derek, Daisy and I are going to Daisy's camping trip tonight. Will you be okay here on your own with Darren? We could ask Jenny over."

I shake my head. "No. I'll be fine." I tell her. She gives me a kiss on my forehead, before leaving the room. I'm going to be alone with Darren tonight. Just the two of us. All night. Okay. Wow. How do I react to this?