BAD BOY AND THE NEW GIRL

Complications

I walked to lunch soon after my encounter with the douche.  He had kissed me.  He had kissed me and i didn't pull back. He had kissed and it was good. Great even.  It was like something i could do forever.  Something i could kiss forever.  I walked to lunch still pink from the kiss and sat down at a tabke where colin was already waiting for me. " hey " i said with a smile as i sat down.  He looked at me at me with an expression as if asking me what happened.  I debated over telling him the truth or just ignoring the question. I decided to tell him mostly because we both know the truth comes out eventually.  "Well...  It was certainly suprising. " i said.  He looked at me confused. Then i told him.  I told him not leaving any details out except the part where i absolutley loved it.  After i told him he looked like he was about to murder someone. I gave him a tiny smile and waited for him to talk.  After what seemed like an hour actually only being minutes he finally spoke.." Did u like it? ". I paused fir a moment not knowing what to say. "I well i-i don't know maybe a little" i said.  Colin eyed me suspiciously.  "Okay maybe a lot.  " I admited.  He looked so heartbroken after I confessed.  We sat in silence.  Him looking down at his lunch and me looking at him intensely. I didn't even realize when the douche came and sat down in front of me.  I looked at him and instantly felt nervous.  Wait. Why am i nervous.  Maya Hart never gets nervous. I thought.  I looked back at Colin.  Then the douche spoke up.  "Hart" he said.  I looked back at him with a attempted look of disgust. He lifted a finger and trailed it down my neck.  I could fill the goosebumps rising on my skin.  I then remembered the trail of hickeys he had put along my neck. I slapped his hand away from my skin and got up, pulling colin with me by his shirt.  I pulled him to the hallway and told him to say something.  Be he didn't respond.  Instead he looked down at his feet and stuck his hands in the pockets of his dark jeans.  I grabbed his chin gently and asked him to please speak to me.  He looked mr starught in the eye and said" there's nothing to say.  The girl I love like s someone else" He said. I looked at him intensely.  He liked me?  I always thought of him as a brother.  Never as a potential boyfriend.  I looked at him and then pulled him in for a hug.  After a while he hugged back.  " I don't like him Colin.  How could I like a self-centered jack ass? " I questioned.  He chuckled a bit and pulled out of my embrace.  He looked at me with a small smile. I couldn't deny that he was handsome.  He was.  Hot even.  They way his dark hair framed his face perfectly and his eyes were an emerald green.  He had freckled around his nose and luscious pink lips.  He certainly was something.  Not even mentioning how his tight fitted shirt made it to where you could see his muscular arms and even could tell he had abs.  I didn't know how he didn't have a girlfriend.  But then I remembered why.  He liked me. I didn't know what to do.  Why was life so complicated??