The not so common love story

His car?

"You got practice today?" He asks with a smooth tone in his voice. I check my phone to see the date. "No I don't have practice why?" I ask. "Meet me at my car in 10" he says as he walks away.
"Angel!!!!" Hannah squeals in my ear. "Is he gonna try and a quickie in his car? Damn girl, get you some of that fine ass!" She says teasingly. I do want that, my body aches for his touch and passion. But as soon as I give him what he wants he's not gonna want me. I have to hold myself together and not let him get to me. That's the only way he will be my true boyfriend and he can be cut the fuckboy stage.
"Angel! It's been 10 minutes, are you gonna go to his car or what?!" Hannah asks nervously. "Should I?" I ask. "Hell yeah! Get your ass over there and show that boy that he only needs you." She says encouragingly. I hug her and walk towards his car. He's leaning up against the blood red challenger with huge rims and new tires. "Hey." I say shyly. "Come here babe" he says as he pulls me close by the sweat shirt that is his that I'm still wearing. "Kyle, look we.." I am cut off by a intense kiss. His lips are on fire, like he was holding back before. I get lost in the heat of the moment not realizing things had switched and we were on top of the hood of his car making out until I pause to breath in between kisses. I place my hand on his chest and push a little to let him know to stop for second. I feel his heart beat. His fast and loud heart beat. I nearly melt when I feel it going at the same pace as mine. Knowing out hearts best as one when we kiss. "You wanna get in the car?" He asks wanting more than a make out session. "I can't" I sigh and look down. "Why?" He asks as he takes a step back. "We can't do those things Kyle." I say still looking down, not having the heart to look him in the eyes. "What do you mean? Don't tell you don't want to have sex with this?" He says and he points at his sexy body. "Believe me I do, and you know that. But I can't." I Kiss him and get off of the hood of his car and walk to my own car.