recap
i go to the bathroom and open the door. when i open it i couldn't believe what my eyes had witnessed.savannah's pov
it was nate. making out with a guy.
"nate?" i say.
he looks at me and his eyes widen.
"savannah what are you doing here?" he asks.
the boy he was making out with ran away and i couldn't see his face that well due to the fact that I was already a little drunk.
"nate what were you doing? why were you making out with that guy? are you ... gay?" i ask all at the at the same time.
"...no..what why would you say that?"
"nate i literally just saw you making out with a boy."
"fine, yes, i am gay but you have to promise not to tell anyone, ok? promise me savs, promise me that you won't say anything." he says.
"i promise i won't tell anyone, i'm your friend. you can count on me and tell me anything, ok?"
"ok." he says.
"and if you want some tips on how to give really good head, i'm the person you should call." i say while winking at him.
he starts laughing and i start laughing with him as well.
"now get out of here, i need to take a piss." i say.
he continues laughing while walking out of the bathroom.
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"hey, you took a while." bella yells at me over the loud music.
"did you find johnson and make out with him?" she asks while wiggling her eyebrows.
"haha very funny." i say sarcastically.
she laughs and says.
"come on, let's dance."
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i wake up with the biggest headache i've had my entire life. i walk downstairs and see johnson sleeping in my couch. weird. i shake him a little and he groans. i shake him again and this time he struggles but wakes up and i ask him while whispering.
"what are you doing here?"
"i took your car and drove you and the girls here. don't you remember?"
"nope, i guess i was pretty drunk."
"do you want something to eat? i can make you something if you want." i ask him.
"yeah sure but i want to help." he says.
that's so cute.
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"hey! stop." i yell at johnson.
we were making pancakes and we were throwing the batter and flour at each other.
"no, i won't. you started and now I finish it." he says.
i throw some more flour at him and say.
"then i guess its war."
he grabs a fist full of flour and says.
"i guess it is."
he follows me around the living room until he catches up to me and wraps his arms around my waist and picks me up.
"i win." he says while turning me around and putting me in the ground. we look at each other's eyes. him staring at my deep dark ones and me staring at his light blue-greenish ones.
"you look so hot." he says.
i blush and look down so that he doesn't notice that i'm blushing.
"don't look down, you look cute when you blush."
that made me blush even more. he pits his finger on my chin and raises my head. he starts leaning in and kisses me. i felt sparks and butterflies in my stomach as his soft pink lips and mine moved in sync. it was perfect.
"wooohooo!" the girls cheer while walking down the stairs.
me and johnson disconnect our lips and go back to the kitchen and make the pancakes while glancing at each other.
"here you go." i say while putting a big plate full of pancakes in the middle of the table. we all eat and talk about how the party went.
"hey babe are you ok? why haven't you talked? did you not have a good time?" johnson asks.
"oh, i'm fine and it's not that, i had a great time, i'm just thinking about something else." i say while going back to eating my pancakes.
i was thinking about nate and how he's gay. i still can't believe it. i would have never thought he would be gay. the problem is, how am i going to be keeping it from my friends?
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