high school love a semi story

high school love a semi

~ A few weeks later, Demi's P.O.V. ~

"So have you told her yet?" Alyson asked me for the third time today.

"No, I haven't. And for the next time you ask me that, no." I said, putting my books in my locker. See, for the past three weeks Alyson has been hugging me about telling Selena that I love her. Yes, that's right. I still haven't told her.

"Well why not? I think it's time." Alyson argued.

I sighed. "For the last time. It's too early to say things like that."

"Okay, wait a minute. A few weeks ago, at one month, you guys were talking about sex and now, at nearly two months, you can't talk about love? Is that what you're saying? Because if you are, you're clearly crazy." She exclaimed.

"Yes we talked about it but we weren't doing it. Talking and doing are two completely different things. I replied.

Alyson sighed and leaned against the locker next to mine. "Fine, but when do you plan on telling her?"

I thought about it for a moment. "I don't know. Maybe on our two month anniversary. Or the third. Yeah, third sounds good to me."

Alyson stared at me in disbelief. "The third? You're going to wait another month to tell her you love her?"

"I've been waiting four years. Might as well add another month to that." I shrugged, grabbing my English book for class.

"Look, dude. I'm not trying to rush you into telling her when you're not ready but I think the second month would be better. I mean, let's face it. Can you really hold it in any longer than that?" Alyson asked.

I sighed and closed my locker. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

"You bet I am." She smirked.

"Don't push it." I warned before walking away from her.

~ After School, Selena's P.O.V. ~

"Hey baby." I hear Demi from behind me. I turn around to see the girl of the voice with a smile on her face.

"Hey." I smiled before bringing her in or a kiss. I taste the lip gloss from my lips on hers and instantly realize that she's not going to like that afterwards. My theory was quickly confirmed when we pulled away and the first thing she did was wipe her lips to get rid of the lips gloss.

"When are you going to stop wearing lip gloss?" Demi complained, wiping her lips with the top of her shirt for extra effect.

"Never, babe. So you better get used to it because you're going to be tasting it a lot." I smirked.

She cringed. "Well can you at least switch it up a little bit? I'm tired of cherry."

I giggled. "Sure thing babe."

"Well, let's go. Your house right?" Demi asked, pulling out her keys from her pocket.

"Considering I don't have my car today, yes." I answered, taking her hand and leading her to the parking lot.

"Why didn't you drive to school again?" She asked, opening the driver's door.

"Because I knew you'd end up at my house anyways." I smirked after getting in the passenger's side.