Fall like Dominoes

Heavy Petting

I got to the bleachers and made sure I was looking cute. I sat on the ground and waited for Miles to show up. He then showed up and sat next to me. 

"Hey, Chris."

"Hey, Miles

"What's up?"

"I was just waiting on you. He-he."

"Awesome."

"Why did you call me here?"

"I called you here because I wanted to discuss yesterday."

"OK yeah I wanna hear this!'

"Well, I thought you were looking hot while tutoring me, so I kinda just kissed you. Hope I didn't scare you or disgust you."

"Oh, you didn't."

"Good."

Then Miles put his arm over my shoulder and pulled me closer to him. I put my hand over his and we talked for a good while. Then we had begun play fighting and he was on top of me. Before I knew it, I bit my lip and he kissed me. This time, I grabbed the back of his head, and what had started out as a kiss, had turned into a heavy petting, heated make out session. My hair was all over my head and my shirt was up, just like my sister when I caught her. 

"Chris and Miles!"

"Oh my god! 

Miles got off me and had my purple lipstick all over his lips. I had a hickey on my neck and my friend Amber had caught us. I sat up and pulled my shirt down. I fixed my hair and got up. 

"Chris, I cannot believe you! My baby girl is finally growing up!"

"Yeah yeah."

"Hey, Miles."

"Amber, do not tell anyone me and Miles did this."

"Hey Amber!"

Then Miles buttoned his shirt back and came over to me and Amber to put his arm around my shoulder. He then gave me one final kiss on the cheek and popped the question I've been waiting for. 

"Be mine, Christina."

"I am yours, Miles. I'm your girlfriend."

"And I'm your boyfriend."

Then Miles walked off home. Amber gave me this super flirty cheesy smile. We then walked off to go to the bathroom. She laughed then pushed my hair out of the way exposing my hickey.

"We have to find a way to cover this up."

"How?"

"I have some concealer, but your a shade or two lighter than me.'

"Oh god. My dad is gonna kill me. I didn't intend for any to happen."

"Well, it happened! Your first make out. How was it?"

"Pretty fucking awesome. His lips feel like cotton and he didn't have onion breath."

"Oh really?"