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I Was Wrong

I came closer to Adam and leaned in for a kiss. He quickly pulled away. I was confused. I thought he liked me.

"Stop," Adam said, stepping back a few steps.

"Why?" I questioned, gripping his waist and stepping in. We stood in silence for a while. As if Adam was deciding whether or not to take my offer.

"No" he decided, "We can't. I know why you're doing this."

"I bet you don't, you're prob-"

"You just wanna get back at Tyler" Adam interrupted.

"Never mind. You do know" I dropped my hands from his waist. Swinging them side to side. And swung up one arm to rub my temple and one on my waist.

"Yea." Adam rubbed his neck. "Listen, I like you. You know I do. But, this isn't right. I would be taking advantage of you. And I'm not that type of person."

I understood what he was saying. And it was really nice of him. Most guys would just have sex with me, no doubt. And I thought Adam was one of them. But clearly, I was wrong, Adam is a decent guy. Though, this ruins my plan to get back at Tyler.

For about 4 minutes, we stood in silence just looking at each other. Shame in my eyes and regret in his. I knew he wanted to sleep with me, but he did the right thing. I respect that.

"I think I should go," I said, finally breaking the silence.

"Oh. Ok" he said, to my surprise, in a disappointed way.

"Oh, shit" I realized I told Ashley I would be staying the night at Adam's. They probably locked
the doors. Whatever, no problem at all. I'll just climb in through my window.

"What?" Adam asked, confused and afraid.

"Oh, nothing. I just told Ashley I would be staying the night. Cause I thought we would.... um.... you know. I'll just climb through the window." I calmly remarked. As though it was normal.

"Okay, Spider-Man" Adam chuckled.

Turns out he does have a sense of humor. He's nice, respectful and a gentleman, too. I was wrong about him. Really wrong.

We went up to Adam's room. Clothes and beer cans lay on the floor. His chair has stacked up text books that were probably thrown onto it. The laptop is on and displays a girl in a bikini (not showing her face) as his wallpaper. Boys. What can I say?

"Sorry for the mess. My friends came over yesterday." Adam blurted out, trying to pick up some clothes from the ground.

"It's fine. You're a guy" I remarked.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"You're messy"

"Yea? Well, you're sexist."

"No, Adam. It's sexy, not sexist. Wrong word." I chuckled, trying to keep face as serious as I can.

Adam just laughed. "Night An"

"Night. Oh, and sorry for tonight, I wasn't myself." I shamefully said.

"It's fine. I get it"

I climbed out his opened window and onto his roof. Carefully, I jumped onto my roof and attempted to open my window. It wouldn't budge. I pulled as hard as I can. Nothing. Fuck. I must have locked it last night when I was going to bed. I jumped back into Adam's roof and into his room. I went downstairs to look for him and then I saw him.

Shirtless...

Oh.

My.

Damn.

~~~ thx for reading chapter 4!! Hope you enjoyed! I wish I had an Adam. A girl can only dream. Am I right? Or am I right? Make sure to comment and vote! Byeeee ~~~