Love Your Neighbour

Chapter 25

Song: Too Young by Sabrina Carpenter
Listen to it, it's a good one :)

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"Sometimes Lauren you have to take a chance and hope that it will work out well. We're both still young, and stupid, and we shouldn't think too much about things like this. If we like each other so much, let's give it a go." Mike told me as we walked down my path back to my house after a long talk at his.
"Wow that was deep..." He added as an afterthought.
"You're right. But you still have to go." I shoved him out of the door, smiling.
He had totally persuaded me to start a relationship with him. But it wouldn't start until he came back from Wales. And I had told him that I didn't even want to call him my boyfriend.
I wasn't too young to experience what I was feeling. I was trying to be too old for my years.
I remember my brother saying to me once, "You're always being too grown up. Live a little. You're young." He said. He added, "Although don't go out and get a boyfriend."
I giggled at the memory.
"You'll wait for me right. Don't go finding someone else when I'm gone. I'll be back in two weeks. Just two weeks off school. It's kind of like a holiday. My parents need to sort out what's going on. And my mum doesn't want me to be left behind here again." He chuckled.
"Yeah, that would be very bad." I giggled, kissing him on the cheek.
"Is that all you've got?" He laughed, leaning in cheekily for a proper kiss. I let him. I still couldn't get over how amazing kissing him was. That trance he had over me when we were this close was extraordinary, and I wish sometimes that I wasn't so weak. What if he ever broke my heart? I would never want anyone else.
"Stop thinking, Lauren. Although it does look good on you." He smirked.
"Ugh. Just go." I needed to clear my head. I closed the door and stood looking after him as he walked down the path. My eyes never left him as he opened the gate to his house and walked down his path. He paused and looked in my direction. I moved hastily behind the wall, embarrassed.

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"Lauren." I heard a whisper outside my bedroom door.
"Mike, what are you doing here? It's midnight! How did you get in?" He opened the door and spied me sitting up in bed. He closed the door and came to sit by me.
"Lauren." He said my name once and then started to kiss me.
"Mike." I giggled.
At first his kisses were gentle, but soon we were passionately making out.
He started to trail kisses down my neck, and I shivered from the contact. His kisses were warm, so he left a trail of warmth and he kissed my shoulder, and then went back up to my mouth.
I lifted his shirt over his head and we paused momentarily. I realised that I did want it. I wanted to go all the way with him. It was my first time, but with Mike, I was willing to give up my virginity.
"Lauren." He groaned, hesitating, before lifting my shirt off my head as well.
I kissed him, continuing our making out session.
This was pure heaven for me. I didn't want to ever stop kissing him.
His arms had been tight around my waist, but now travelled upwards up my sides, to my face, then back down again. I squirmed in the bed, suddenly aware that I was almost naked, and so was Mike. Surely every girl had her doubts about her body.
"Mike." I caught his gaze.
"You're so beautiful, Lauren."

"Lauren!" I snapped out of my dream immediately when I heard a different voice. I became aware of a certain brightness behind my eyelids just before I opened my eyes.
"Lauren! It is 7.30am. School? Get up!" My mum prodded me.
"Ugh." Was my reply. I think that was fast becoming my favourite reply.
I became aware of what dream I had just been having and sat up in bed. It was a dream, wasn't it?
I looked down at myself.
My shirt was on... I was fully clothed.

I could breathe.

"Why is she looking like a chicken that's lost its feathers or something?" Louis stood at my doorway, peering at me. His hair was rumpled and he looked rather bewildered himself.
"Well, why are you looking like...a bird...has laid a nest...in your hair?" I paused several times as I tried to think of a good reply.
"Great comeback." He smirked, although he was smoothing his hair now.
"I am...the queen of comebacks. Yeah!But it's too early in the morning for good comebacks." I pointed at him lazily.
I saw him shuffle away from the door and heard him mumble something along the lines of 'is she drunk?'
The day had got off to such an odd start.