Infinite.

Chapter Four: The Drive Home.

After the movie, which I didn't even see we were kissing so much, we went out to the car. He put his hands on my hips, and pushed my back to the car. He put his lips to mine, and we kissed slow. He ran his tongue along my bottom lip, asking for entrance and permission to make out. I slowly opened my mouth, allowing the entrance. As our tongues explored, I felt him pull me closer. I inched closer, pressing myself against his hard chest. I moved my hand from his neck to his chest, and I moved the fabric a little, so I was rubbing circles into the side of his stomach. He moaned softly, obviously liking the touch. He did the same to my shirt, but rested his colder hand on the warm skin of the small of my back.

I liked this, this feels right. Like we were made for each other. After five minutes of this, his hand moved up farther on my back, moving up and down. I moved my hand still in circles.

Two minutes later, he pulled back, and rested his face in the crook of my neck. He whispered, "We'll be together for infinity." And I blushed. He opened my door for me, and he drove me home.

I walked up to the door and turned to tell him goodbye, and he was right behind me.

I wrapped my arms around his neck, and hugged him tight. He hugged me back, securely.

I've utterly fallen for him.

And I can't believe it.

He kissed me, softly. He said goodbye, and went to his car. I went inside.

I turned and put my back to the door and slid down to the bottom.

Eh, butterflies.