Alyssia’s POV
The rest of the week goes by just like the beginning, uneventful. Friday finally comes around and I wake up in an exceptional mood.
Walking to school feels nice because of the breeze; even in long sleeves I feel the chill in my body.
This is my favorite time of year, where the air seems clean and crisp and despite the cooler temperature it still feels wonderful because of the warm sun shining through the clear sky. Leaves are trickling off the trees around me and fall gently onto the ground.
I walk onto campus and quickly have hands slide around my waist from behind me. A musky yet subtle scent fills my nose and a smile tugs at my mouth. “Hi baby.” I say knowing it is Jesse before turning to face him.
“Hi princess,” he responds. As I shift, one hand stays on my back, holding me close, the other reaches my face as he gently rubs his thumb on my cheek. I involuntarily lean into his touch and close my eyes. He keeps his hand there and the rest of the people around us seem to disappear. His touch gives me goose bumps across my entire body.
He kisses my nose as I open my eyes. Then moves down to my lips, I feel the kiss inside of me, I feel him coursing through my bloodstream all the way down to my toes. The way our mouths dance together in perfect unison makes a pit grow in my stomach.
The first warning bell rings, telling us to get to class and Jess pulls away. I groan in response and begin to pout.
I sometimes surprise myself with my reactions, going from the almost-sixteen-year-old who has never kissed someone, to the girl that gets physically sad when she has to stop making out with her boyfriend is definitely a big transition.
“You seriously don’t know what you do to me when you make that face.” Jesse says almost in a whisper, “God you look so damn innocent, but it’s so…” He doesn’t finish his sentence just continues to look at me with such intensity.
I bat my eyelashes and rest my hand on his chest, shamelessly teasing him.
He abruptly grabs my hand and pulls me to the side of the building where there are no students. Before I can process anything he is pushing me against the wall kissing me passionately once again. I groan into his mouth desperately wanting him, he takes that as motivation and pulls my legs off the ground, wrapping them against his waist.
I feel the desperation in his kiss, leaving me breathless and flustered.
His hands wandering, mine tangling within his hair.
The second warning bell sounds through the intercom and Jesse slightly pulls away, still resting his forehead against mine.
“I will never get sick of kissing you.” He brings his light pink swollen lips to my left collarbone and places them ever so lightly against my skin. Then to the other side. He then moves to the v in my shirt, right where it dips.
Half of me wants to stay here, with Jesse, not allowing him to stop. But I know I have to get to class, so I drop my legs.
Jesse’s eyes fall but I know he understands that I am committed to school. “I love you Jess.” I kiss his lips gently and interlace our fingers, and he rubs his thumb against my hand, reassuring his forgiveness.
“I’ll walk you to your locker.” He states as we walk up the school’s steps.
“But that means you’re going to be late.” Even though I don’t want him to leave my side I also don’t want him to be late.
“You’re worth it.” He winks at me and I feel my knees wobble slightly.
No matter what he always has a new way to make me feel the butterflies I had when we first met.
When we reach my locker, he patiently waits for me as the few stragglers left in the halls are quickly walking to their first period.
“So Bri texted me yesterday and invited us to Panama Beach in Florida this weekend with her and Conrad?” It’s supposed to be a statement but it kind of comes out as a question.
“Let’s do it!” He surprises me by saying.
“Seriously?!” I was kind of worried about asking him because this would be our first “vacation” away.
“Yeah, I mean, do you not want to?” His expression changes and then I feel like shit for making him doubt that I’d want to.
“Yes of course I do. I am just surprised that you were so down for it.” I smile and begin walking to my next class, Jesse at my side.
“Of course I want to. Why wouldn’t I want to spend a weekend away with a beautiful girl that I am so desperately in love with?”
The butterflies flutter in my stomach again and a smile tugs at my lips.
He kisses me goodbye as I enter my class.
I slide into my seat just as the bell rings and can only think of what this weekend is going to bring.
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I AM SO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG. YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW OH MY GOSH.
Anyone who is still reading this you are great and I love you so very much.
I know people have been starting school lately (or start tomorrow) so good luck. I hope you are enjoying your classes and all that fun stuff.
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Emily
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Damaged Together
Teen FictionEveryone has a past. It's what makes us who we are today, however, Alyssia's past is not a road she likes to travel down. But it haunts her every day. The scars she sees when she looks down at her legs and wrists. The constant insults she hears in h...