Confessions of a Teenage Rebel (OLD)

13.Confessions of a Teenage Rebel-Kisses Past Sunset

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13. Kisses Past Sunset

Confession #13: I usually follow my mind instead of my heart.

"Matt, I need to ask you something," I confess, running my fingers through my hair. We were walking down the street, our arms touching every few seconds. Just that single touch made me tingle.

"Ask away," he says, smiling down at me.

I gulp. "Um, you know the night at the Diner? When exactly did you pick up your little sister?"

He shrugs. "Like five, why?"

I ignore his question. "And what did you guys do after you picked her up?"

"We went and saw the new Veggietales movie," he tells me.

"Really?" I ask, a few tears dribbling down my cheeks. Matt wasn't the stalker. I was pretty sure Ethan wasn't the stalker. And all of the evidence pointed at Josh. How could he do that to me?

"Hey, don't cry," Matt says, pulling me in for a small hug. "Everything's gonna be okay. Trust me."

"I do trust you, Matt," I whisper against his chest. He smelt like mixed berries. "You smell like berries, Matt."

He chuckles. "I use berry scented shampoo."

"Really?" I giggle. "That seems pretty girly."

He shrugs. "You can call me girly all you want, as long as you just stay with me."

"What?" I ask.

"You've been avoiding me forever," he says, a sorrowful look on his face. "I've hated it so much."

"Why?"

"Because I like you," he tells me.

"Why do you like me?" I ask, trying to get answers out of him. I want to know what he sees in me, because there isn't really anything special.

"You're nice, and you're funny, and smart. And your beautiful," he says. I felt my heart thump wildly in my chest; it felt as if it were trying to tear through my chest, and jump into his arms. But my mind said that all of that was BULL CRAP.

"Is that all you've got?" I ask. "That's what every guy says."

He grins. "You wanna know the real reason?" I nod. "It's because you never noticed me."

"What?" I ask, confused. Of course I noticed him. Everybody did.

He chuckles at my response. "You never asked me out, never asked me for some stupid car ride. And you never even looked in my direction for such a long time. And I liked it."

"Why would you like that?"

"Because you didn't like me," he says, making my mind jump in millions of directions.

"Okay, seriously," I say. "You're making my brain hurt."

He laughs. "You didn't like me for my image, Anna. I was always the 'Big Football Star,' but you didn't care. I was top of the class; honor roll. But you didn't care."

"This makes no sense," I groan. We came across a bench on the sidewalk, and sat down next to each other.

"You never expected anything from me. Don't you get it?" He asks, his eyes becoming hopeful.

"No, I don't get it. I don't have any idea what you mean."

He sighs. "I guess it does sound kind of weird."

"Yes, it does."

He wraps an arm around my shoulders, and pulls me closer to him. "Is this okay?" He asks.

I bite down on my lip. "Yeah, it is." Butterflies flutter in my stomach.

"Good."

"Will you explain to me what you mean?" I ask, pleading him desperately with my eyes.

He shrugs. "Everybody always expected me to be perfect. But you didn't. You never say anything about football, or my future plans. All those other girls, all they ever wanted from me was to raise their status, and hopefully one day become rich and marry them. But you seemed different."

"Different isn't always a good thing," I whisper.

"But in your case it is."

I placed my head on his shoulder, and slowly watched the sun set; neither one of us interrupting such a beautiful moment. He lightly stroked my hair, making me sigh, and making me blush. Thank god he wasn't looking at me.

"I really, really like you," Matt tells me, grabbing one of my hands and intertwining his fingers with mine. "And I want us to be together. No quickies, and no one night stands. "

"I thought you liked those," I said, giggling nervously.

"Why would I like those when I have you?" He asked, whispering in my ear.

"I don't know," I shrug. "Different girls. Different styles."

"I don't want a different girl. And I'm pretty sure your style is the best."

I laugh. "Gee, what a compliment."

"It is a compliment, Anna." He stared at me until he finally caught my eyes. "Anna, I want you to be my girlfriend."

I gulp. "Yes."

He chuckles. "I didn't even ask you yet."

"But you were going to," I state, my mouth flipping up in a smile. I was so glad that it wasn't awkward between us. In fact, none of it was awkward. It was absolutely perfect.

He smiles, and then leans towards me, and lightly presses his lips to mine. They were soft and warm, and made my whole body accelerate with joy. How could just a single touch be so small, yet so intimate and meaningful?

I had kissed a few boys in my life, but it had never felt like this before. This kiss had meaning, and could one day become love. I didn't want him to let go, but before I knew it, he gently pulled away.

It had only been a small, short peck on the lips, but it had still been enough to leave me absolutely breathless.

Our first kiss was beautiful, better than I could've ever imagined. And I had a feeling that there would be a lot more where that came from.

So, I think this chapter was pretty short once again! Ugh, I keep writing short chapters. I'm sorry! I'll try to do better on the next one. But YAY! They finally kissed! It makes me so happy! I wish Matt was real! LOL. He's like prince charming :P Hope you liked this one. We finally have Matt back!!!!