HOLDING HANDS WITH HIM

Chapter 8: Gaurdian

It's September 24, 2015 and it's been a week since Kyle made tryouts(which he did on the 18th).
Kyle has been staying after school almost everyday since then, so I only talk to him sometimes in class and when he gets home. Yesterday he asked me if I was single and I started to stutter. I was gonna tell him that I was in a relashionship for whatever reason but I told him I was single. He then blushed and I noticed it. I was falling for him. Like I was falling very hard. I had never met a guy like Kyle. He wasn't ignorant, or inmature, or stupid. He was the nicest guy I've ever met and even though he wasn't a full grown man, he had the characteristics of what a man is. The thing is I really like Kyle and I would like it if we were more than friends, and if I want that I have to take that big risk of him knowing I like him or it will never be. Not unless he makes a move first, which I strongly doubt. I was on the way to school, then I saw Kayla. I didnt tell Kayla about Kyle because I like him so much. I walked into homeroom with Kayla and there he was waiting on me. I know this cause when I walked in he said," There you are", in a relieved tone.

I got butterflies in my stomach everytime I saw Kyle, but I couldn't focus on him. I had to get revenge on Marcus. The football team, also known as the Stingrays, have their first game next week. The plan was for Kyle to put sleeping pills in Marcus' water bottle right before the game starts. It was gonna be drugs but I'm not that kind of person. Kayla was sitting all the way across the room. I didn't want her to know what I was doing because Kayla would freak out and tell me that I would get hurt, but I know that I would be careful. I was talking to Kyle about the plan but he didn't seem like he was paying much attention. He kept looking directly in my eye which made me feel uncomfortable yet flattered. He changed his voice a little and told me my eyes were beautiful. I asked him, "Are you flirting with me"?, He responded, "Maybe"! The school bell rang and class started.

It was 4:00 in the afternoon and I decided to stay after school and watch Kyle at football practice. I couldn't stand to look at the other football players, but I really enjoyed the view of Kyle. It was now 5:30 and I was gonna walk home with Kyle. He told me to stay outside the boys locker room and wait for him. The smell surrounding me was horrific so I walked outside for some fresh air. There were three football players who were walking towards me. I didn't know what to fo so I panicked and I ran. I was scared and I wasn't thinking clearly so I made the stupidest decision and ran into the woods. The football players caught up to me and dragged me on the ground. They were punching and kicking me while I was on the ground. They then picked me up and started asking me questions like," Why are you always watching us"? I played dumb because I couldn't let the plan go that easily, so I took the beating. I thought that I was gonna die that day; I thought my life was over. My eyes were weak and I could barely keep them open, but then I saw Kyle in the corner of my eye. He was yelling my name and told me to run. I could barely get up, but I managed to run. I looked back and there seemed to be no fists being thrown. There was just talking, so I kept running.

I ran to the beach. My face was scratched up but there weren't any bruises. I put in my earphones and listened to Wildest Dreams by Taylor Swift. Taylor is extremely successfull. I would like to become this successfull or even better one day. I put the song on repeat. A few minutes past and I saw Kyle. I took my earphones out but I could still hear the music playing from my phone.

Kyle: Are you okay?

Me: I'm fine, I'm okay.

Kyle: You look annoyed, is there anything you want to talk about.

Me: I know you saved my life but will you please just leave me alone.

Kyle: I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong because I know to it than this.

Me: Fine! You want to know what's wrong. I hate the world, that's what's wrong. I hate hate that people hurt other people, I hate that people can't accept others for who they are, and I hate when people leave each other. I hate that people don't appreciate each other's existence. I hate it when I get hurt. ( I said angrily)

I started crying
Kyle sat next to me in the sand. He said nothing and I was just done with life, then something incredible happened. Out of nowhere Kyle kissed me on the lips which lasted five to six seconds

Kyle: I will never ever hurt or leave you.

This moment was every thing. This was my first kiss and it was magical. We were on the beach, the sun was setting and there was beautiful scenery.

I grabbed him by his head and pulled him onto the ground with me. His lips were so soft against mine while he was on top of me and all I could do was enjoy this moment. I wanted to forget about revenge because right now Kyle was everything. He was my love, my guardian, my muse, my strength, and I loved him.