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~Ford~

I glanced behind my back to see how he's doing, he was sleeping.

He looked at peace, but there were bags under his eyes, maybe because of what he gone through.

I felt butterflies in my stomach by the feeling of his hands around me.

It feels nice, I want to feel him more-

No! I shouldn't, that would be wrong, he just got over something.

That must be really hard on him, I should let him sort it out first.

We were almost back home, then it started to rain.

I ran down fast so we wouldn't get too wet.

I reached the cabin and opened the door quickly to get us inside.

He was still sleeping, he must be seriously tired.

I got him to my bed and layed him down.

"Hey, wake up." I told him, he groaned but opened his eyes a bit.

"You should change your clothes, we're drenched."

He got up and looked around. "You can borrow some of my clothes again." I said, he nodded.

"Here," I said giving him a pair of my old pajamas. "Go take a shower... I'll lead you there." He smiled and nodded to me.

We started to get out and led him to our bathroom, there were inly two bathrooms here, one on my parents room and one by the living room.

I opened the door for him and he got in, I closed the dpor for him and headed back to my room.

I layed down the bed. How long was he gonna stay? Does he want to leave already?

I want to be with him more. I kinda like him, I guess I like him? How could I like him? I've never been in any relationships like that before.

What would happen if I told him that I liked him? I've dated a couple of girls back then but why did I like him?

Would he accept me or reject me? I wouldn't want that.

What would happen to me when he reject me?

He could reject me because that's not normal, I should be with girls not guys

"Ugh!" I'm so confused! I started to roll on my bed because of the frustration that was building up in me.

I shook my head at the thought. No, that's not right.

I got up and looked at my cabinet to get my clothes so I could change.

I changed my clothes fast because of the annoying feeling that was building up in me.

But, I like him.

I groaned again. What am I thinking?

I shut my eyes hard and try to get the thought off me and sat at the edge of the bed.

"Hey." I looked up to see who's calling me, it was Damien.

"Hey, finished already?" I smiled up to him.

"Yeah," he sat down with me, he was on my left side.

"Thank you for taking me there." He smiled cheerfully at me.

"You're welcome." I said.

We sat there silently before he spoke up.

"Umm... I was wondering, do you know if there is a gas station nearby? I have to go home because I'm missing out a lot at school."

There it is. He's leaving, I don't want him to, I want him to stay, but that would be selfish of me to, and he has to study.

"I can take you home," I said happily so I could hide the sadness of him leaving me.

"We can take my dad's truck."

"It's okay, but what about my car?" Well what now?

"If you want, I can take you to a gas station and get fuel then we can come back to your car?" I said.

"Sure, thank you."

"When would you want to leave?" I asked, not now.

"Maybe tomorrow before dawn." He said.

"We should have something to eat first, I'm starving." I said laughing, I can hear him chuckling.

We got up and headed to the kitchen. It was dark already and mabe mom and dad already had dinner.

I looked around the table and saw that there was two plates that was covered up. They must have left it there for us to eat.

I sat down and he did the same to, he sat beside me and started to eat the food on his plate and I started to do the same too.

We finished up and put the dishes at the sink and headed back to my room, he followed behind me.

"Let's go to bed so we can wake up early." He nodded and started to lay down the bed, glancing at the window, I saw the moonlight shining on him.

He was beautiful- No! I shouldn't think like that. He's a guy and I'm a guy, that wouldn't work.

But I like him.

No! No! No!

I shouldn't like him! No!

I shook my head trying to get the feeling away.

What's wrong with me?

I lied down, I glanced at him for a moment then turned around so I wouldn't face him.

I shut my eyes trying to sleep and a good thing that it did.









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