Two months have passed since dating Poison and truthfully nothing has changed. We are still going strong and nothing more than kissing or making out has happened. It was obvious that Aiden was a virgin and that he wasn’t ready. He would start to fidget nervously when things started to get heated, he would squirm and blush but really, I didn’t mind. It was sort of... cute.
Aiden and my relationship wasn’t the only relationship going well. Jared and Ezra were still together and were further along in their relationship than what we were. It was obvious that they were close to having sex and if it wasn’t for Jared telling me that they were yet to have sex I would’ve assumed they’d already had it. They were so into each other, and I don’t mean that in a gushy, romantic way. I mean that every time they’re around each other they seemed to be latched onto one another, their mouths attached to one another. I’m surprised that Jared has the effort to pull away to talk.
Kaige and Jonny were still in a strong relationship as well, although they were more secretive about their dating status unlike us. They preferred to have as little amount of people knowing about them as possible. I’ve never seen them kiss or hug, the closest thing I’ve seen is them doing in that sort of way is holding hands and that was only once. Jared confirmed that they were actually dating but it was still difficult to believe.
Although all of our relationships were working out wonderfully, Rayan and Gabby’s wasn’t. They kept arguing over the most stupid things, glaring at each other when they walked by. You couldn’t have a normal conversation with them around, they always tried to prove each other wrong even if they knew the other was right, but this didn’t form from nothing, this formed from Gabby refusing to let Rayan buy her a car for her birthday. She believed that they were too expensive to be a birthday present and that she would never believe that her gift to him would be good enough. It was completely ridiculous.
Even though that fight was going on, they were still together and when they could tolerate each other they were making out, so I sort of felt sorry for Gee. He was the only one that was still single, the only one that felt like a third wheel. The only one that had no one to hang out with when we were all with our dates and it made me feel bad. I felt like I needed to get a date for Gee but when I brought it up he told me to drop the subject and just walked away.
Gee wasn’t the only person on my mind, there was someone else... the person that kept watching me. I knew there was a person watching me, the feeling of being watched got past the point of just being my mind messing with me. I once saw a man staring at me in the shopping centre but I didn’t see his face.
He was wearing a large buttoned-up, light brown overcoat that fell to his ankles showing off a bit of his light blue jeans that covered the back of his old, torn white sneakers. The sleeves to the overcoat feel past his hands, making whatever he was holding not visible. Covering his hair he wore a beanie underneath his largely brimmed hat along with a pair of dark glasses that covered his eyes. Covering his mouth he wore a black bandana, making it difficult to tell what expression he wore.
This man never left my mind, I was always thinking about him, about his clothes about what he wanted with me and especially why he pointed at Poison before merging into the crowds of people. That happened a few weeks ago from this day and what happened was still perfect in my mind. Poison and I were waiting in the line of one of the fast food restaurants at the mall, the line was long and irritating but what was more irritating was the feeling on my back, the feeling of being watched. Every few minutes my eyes would scan the crowds to find no one looking at me but then one time I did see someone.
I saw that man standing in the middle of the path, staring right at me. The crowds of people seemed to just walk around him, ignoring the fact that he was there but to me it was hard to ignore. He seemed to hold my gaze for several moments until Poison touched my shoulder, asking if I was alright, that was when I removed my gaze to nod at Poison. He smiled down at me and placed a loving kiss on my forehead before turning around again to face the line while my eyes just flickered over to the man, expecting him not to be there but I expected wrong, in fact he was closer, now leaning against the donut shop counter.
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Just Another Stupid Love Story
RomanceAlisa Moore is a sixteen year old girl that tends to ignore the school rules. She has three best friends that support her through everything and an amazing mother and pet cat named Fury. Her grades aren’t so great and she needs a tutor, but no one s...
