Alone....Till he came

Chapter 3

Chapter 3:

                It’s been a week since my run in with him. Kyle. He told me his name after he said that he was going to stay by me. And he hasn’t left me alone since. And I think I actually like him. He’s so sweet and I nice. I think he might actually break the walls that I made. I’ve smiled a lot more actually, and I actually laughed. And he made me eat a full meal yesterday. My parents already love him, and he’s been to my house at least 20 times. We actually had a sleep over yesterday, and we’re going to have one tonight. I’m so happy- wait! Did I just say that? I haven’t said that in 3 months. I actually said I was happy and I meant it.

                The doorbell rang just then and I raced downstairs.  I pulled open the door and smiled. Kyle. He gave me his lopsided, award-winning smile and stepped in with a bag on his shoulder. I smiled again and began to walk upstairs with him in tow. After my parents started acting like they cared, they gave me an actual bedroom. And I decorated it to perfection. When we reached my room, Kyle, threw his bag next to the door and jumped on my bed. He had his eyes closed too. Perfect. I silently tip-toed toward him and when I thought it was right I jumped. I landed on him with an omf. He opened his eyes quickly and when he saw it was just me he laughed. “Nice way to get someone’s attention” he said with a chuckle. I laughed my own laugh and just shrugged. “Do you really think that you can over-power me?” he askedand I just shrugged. “Oh I know I can” I said with fake confidence. He smirked and in a second he was on top of me straddling me. I blushed a bright crimson and closed my eyes inhaling deeply taking in his scent. He chuckled and I could feel his minty breath on my face. 

                I opened my eyes about to tell him a snarky comment, but then I realized how close he was. His face was inches away from my face and he was hovering over me. I blushed an even darker shade of red and bit my lip nervously. I’ve never been this close to a boy before. He chuckled, “Well looks like you were wrong.” his voice sent shivers down my back and I looked into his eyes. He looked down at my lips then back up to my eyes. He did this two more times before he started to lean in. Omg I’m about to have my first kiss. I closed my eyes as his soft lips touched mine for a few seconds before he pulled away. And with that my walls came crashing down. Every single one of them. I feel like a weight has been lifted off my chest and I can actually breathe again. I feel alive.

                I opened my eyes to see Kyle smiling down at me. And I smiled back. A real, whole-hearted, happy smile. I haven’t smiled like that in two months. It felt good. “Looks like your work is done” I said while laughing at the end. He wore a mask of confusion before he realized what I meant. His smiled grew even bigger. “I finally broke down your walls.” I smiled and nodded my head, tears streaming down my face. They weren’t sad tears, but tears of joy. He smiled and again he leaned in. His soft lips touched mine softly at first, but then after a while it turned rough, passionate. His hands grabbed my thighs and wound them around his torso then they went to my hips, while my hands tangled up in his hair. We stayed like this for a while before we came up for breath. I smiled up at him and pulled him closer to me.

                I got out from under him and walked over to the bathroom. “Where you going?” Kyle asked from the bed. “To take a shower” I called over my shoulder. When I got to the bathroom that was connected to my bedroom, I closed the door and turned the water on warm.

                While I waited for it to heat up I looked in the mirror. My hair was looking shinier, my skin had a low glow, and my lips are bruised and pink. My red hair fell down my back to my butt and I toke out my brown contacts. My blue eyes were brimmed with light, happiness. I smiled and jumped into the shower. I started to wash my body. When I was done with that I started to wash my hair, but soon I felt other hands push mine away and start to scrub my scalp. When my hair was washed and rinsed I turned around and came face to face with Kyle.

                I tried to cover my body, but I it was already too late. He already saw everything. “Why didn’t you tell me your hair was red and your eyes were blue?” he asked. I looked down as the last of the suds slid down the drain. “I used to wear the wig and contacts so that I would blend in, so nobody would notice me” I claimed. I looked back up and saw pity in his eyes. Ugh now that just got me mad. I don’t need his pity or anyone else’s for that matter. I turned around and was about to get out when I felt I hand on my arm. “What happened? Did I do something wrong?” he asked sadly. I heart clenched and I pulled him into a hug.

                “No you didn’t do anything wrong, it’s just that I don’t like people giving me pity” I told him while his arms snaked around my waist and pulled me closer. After that we took turns washing each other’s body. When we got out we changed and fell asleep. Best night’s sleep I’ve gotten in years.