Waking up this morning, I had this feeling of warmth running through me. Something felt different about this morning. Different but right at the same time. As I awoke more, I noticed something heavy was draped over my waist. As fear suddenly starting to set in, I slowly opened my eyes to see an unfamiliar room around me.
There was an open suitcase lying on the floor beside the bed with clothes laying strewn around it on the floor. Other then that the room looked almost not lived in. Like it was just a shell of a room with no life. Looking out the window, there was an orange glow coming through the blue curtain that were drawn across, showing that it was only early morning.
What happened last night?
The weight on my waist suddenly moved and grabbed a hole of me tighter. It was then that I realized that there was someone in the bed with me. Again what happened last night?
***last night
"I've been wanting to do that all night" Tyler says, with a look of serenity.
He keeps his forehead pressed against mine and his hands move to cup my cheeks. He starts to rub his thumbs softly over my cheeks and does not break his stare with me. He looks deeply into my eyes and tries to calm down his breathing, the same as me. My hands seem to be unable to stop shaking as I continue to clutch onto his t-shirt and take in a few deep breaths. But I don't break his stare. I couldn't even if I wanted to. His stare is everything that I've been waiting to see all night.
But there's still a feeling of unease within me, one that even his eyes can't get rid of.
"Meredith," he whispers, letting his lips lightly touch mine "I'm sorry. Please say something"
He places a soft kiss to my lips. "Please," he says and places a kiss on one of my cheeks. "Please," he says again with a kiss to the other cheek. "Please," a kiss on my nose. "Please," a kiss below my jaw. I take in a deep breath as he continues his assault along my neck and back up along my face.
My eyes eventually close and my breathing picks up again as he continues to kiss every inch of my face. I don't know how long the assault lasts before he stops.
The lack of his mouth on me causes my eyes to open and meet his gaze once again.
"I would really like it if you would say something" he says, taking a slight step back, finally giving me room to breath normally.
But with that came the need to actually come up with something to say. But what could I say? What would anyone say to a guy they had met less then 24 hours ago in an airport, had the same flight, made out with and ended up in the same town at the same party with? As one could guess, I was at a lose for words. My mouth was opening and closing like a fish and all ideas of anything to say were all seeming to leave my mind at the same time.
He gave my waist a slight squeeze, which I guess was supposed to be as a sign of support. But it only worked to make me more nervous.
"It's getting late, we should head back" I finally spit out, seeming to lose my nerve for anymore deep talking tonight.
He looks at me for another second and then with a final squeeze, lets go of me and takes a couple steps back. "Yah okay".
With that, we finished off the awkward walk back to my aunts hours. When we finally made it to the familiar house, I stopped and turned to finally look at him. He seemed to have a look of confusion on his face as he looked at my aunt's house.
"This is where you're staying?" he asks looking down at me.
"Umm, yah" I answered feeling a little confused with the question, "Why?"
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Summer of Experience
Roman pour AdolescentsMeredith is about to start her summer before her last year of high school and she has never had a boyfriend. Never been kissed. Her experience level is basically at a negaitive 7. But when she is sent to a small town in the middle of nowhere for the...