I was sitting outside under the Maple tree in front of my house at, I don't know, seven P.M.? Well, in any case, it started raining, like, pouring. I decided to sing a little song... And make it up along the way.....
"All these second chances
They start out the same way...
You come to me to say you're sorry~
You know I'll buy it...
You know I'll buy it~
And that's what I got girlfriends for!
CHORUS
Kenz and Lyd
And Lyss and Sky
And Lea and Hannah
They help me get by~
I love you
And they love me
And so screw~ you, baby
I got my girlfriends
And that's all I really need
Your love, your way
Your game, you play
I want nothin~
You know I'll give in...
You know I'll give in~
And that's what I got girlfriends for!
CHORUS
Love, you know it hurts
When 'ya bring down the house, baby, it burns
My friends are there, and
They won't change a hair, baby~
See, that's what I got girlfriends for..."
"That was a great song, but I think the best part was hearing your beautiful voice."
"Wha- OH MY GOSH, JONAH!"
"Yeah, hi," he said smiling, almost like silent laughing.
"Y-y-y-you h-he-heard that?!"
"Yeah... Why are you blushing and stuttering?"
"A-and you called my voice beautiful..?"
"It is!"
"Hm, hm, hm hm hm hm hm hm..." I started humming the tune with my eyes closed. What next?
"Mm!" Woah, what?!
Open my eyes, and then... OH MY GOD!
He's my boyfriend, I know, but being kissed is still just so... Oh God, my heart... And my eyes close... I wrapped my arms around him, under his arms, and I was holding onto his shirt behind his shoulders. Rather tightly, I might add. One more thing. After a few seconds of his hand brushed by my ear and his chest against mine and my heart melting, I went limp (aside from my mouth. I was using that...)
The kiss was broken.
"You okay..?" Jonah asked.
"What?" I asked, opening my eyes. That was the most passionate kiss I've ever had... It involved tongue, but not too much... It was passionate, yet soft...
"You're not tired or anything, right? I'll carry you inside of you need--"
"No, Jonah, I'm fine..."
"But you just went limp, a-and--"
"Jonah... I-it was because..."
"Hm?"
"That kiss was just... So then... But, I didn't try--"
"Angel..." Jonah had the softest, gentlest, warmest, kindest, happiest smile ever on his face. He leaned in again and kissed me, even better this time... He picked me up and was carrying me bridal style while I struggled to hold onto him... My body was going limp again...
Jonah... I can't... Hold onto you...
He could tell that I was going crazy, as my grip had loosened to the point of him having to hold my back up. He pulled away and smiled. "Am I your first kiss like that?"
I nodded, whispering, "You're my very first kiss period..."
He smiled. "And I'm glad..."
"You're not my first boyfriend."
"What..?"
"You're the first person I've fallen in love with truly and honestly, though."
A quick soft kiss.
"I'll, um... I'll bring you inside? Or can you walk now?"
"No... I like this more..."
"Okay." He smiled and brought me inside, totally blowing off my mom as we went up to my room and cuddled in my bed. NO WE DID NOT DO ANYTHING ELSE MORE INTENSE THAN KISSING!!!
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Dear Future Lover
RomanceA young girl named Angel Rose writes to no one in specific, planning to give said letters to whomever she falls in love with, and thinks is "The One". Question is: Who is her "Future Lover"? COMPLETED
