It's Andy's birthday tomorrow. I wanted to get him something, but I'm lame and I didn't. I still really want to, but I don't think it'll happen, which is a bummer. I like giving gifts. I'll probably do something for him for Christmas. Or something. I don't know. I'M SO LAME!
I saw him somewhat early this morning. I love it whenever he comes to sit by me when he puts his arm around me. I just love it when he touches me, or holds me. It makes me feel loved. (Maybe it's my love language?) Gosh, my mother is starting to get to me.
When we walked to my chemistry room, we had some time to spare. We didn't kiss, but we hugged. The feeling was just the same. I was leaning against the wall in the hallway, and he came up to me and hugged me. He pressed his body against mine, and when he was rubbing my back he slipped his warm hands under my shirt and felt my hips and low back. I absolutely love it when he does that.
YOU ARE READING
Evolution
Non-FictionThere are a lot of things you don't really think about until they happen to you. Take rape, for instance. I always thought, "That won't happen to me. I have a boyfriend. I trust him. He would never take advantage of me like that..." I couldn't have...
