In secret

Aftertaste

I know these stories seem intriguing and fun, but please be warned you want nothing to do with this type of love. It hurts and it never ends. The parts you want are the passion, the lust, the need, but let me warn you now, you don't know your limits until they've been broken, and boy did Ian Simon push me to my limits.
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Another day, another long walk through the high school hall to chemistry. My Bestfriend Keri talks rapidly beside me barely stopping to take a breathe. She blabs on about some new guy in her home room. Don't get me wrong I love Keri, but she just never stops, it's always some new guy ever 2 minutes.
I walk in the door to the class and take a seat at my usual desk as I have been placed in the back by myself thanks to Keri's constant talking. I don't really mind because that leaves me the entire hour to finish my drawings in peace with out Mr.Black getting on to me about unfinished work.
The bell rings and I look up from my pages of ink to look at Keri who happens to be trying to communicate in some way I don't understand. With an exhausted sigh she point at the new guy standing over Mr. Blacks desk. I must admit I agree with Keri on his looks but as I look closer I see the hint of black ink etched into his skin barely showing below his cuffed sleeve of his flannel.
I quickly look back at Keri who seems to only see this new boy, the fresh meat.
I look around the room trying to see where Mr.Black will put this new student and realize the only spot is next to me. I sigh maybe of relief maybe of fear I didn't know at the time, and close my note book, I don't want to shove myself into the far corner on the first few seconds talking to him.
He takes a seat next to me, his cologne giving him an edge that scraped at my insides. He scared me, this new guy was tall, dark, mysterious, and scariest of all, sitting next to me. I forced myself to slip back into my normal self. What was happening to me, I don't even know his name, Keri must be getting to my head.
I watched his hand tap at the desk with his pencil in between his fingers. His fingers stopped tapping and I looked up at him confused, to realize he was looking straight at me.
"Can I help you with something gorgeous" he smiled.
"No, thanks bud, just keep the noise down"
I answered. Why was I acting like this I wasn't the type to tease around and sound all sassy.
What was he doing to me?
"Well it seems like you've got a lot on your mind, care to share? Oh, btw the names Ian, Ian Simon"
I should have run then, that smile, the way he lifted the corners of his mouth just enough to add an expression to his other wise unreadable face. He was bad and I knew it, I don't know why I didn't run.
"I am Addie, and no I am fine"
I turned around quickly to face the board not looking or acknowledging Ian for the rest of the class.