As we stared, I leaned in and locked our lips. His right hand gripped the back of my neck under my hair. As our kiss got heated, his other hand gripped on my hip.
"Wait wait... what are we doing, this is wrong" I said pulling back from the kiss, waving my hands.
Andrew looked at me, then he smiled and gave a little laugh as he rubbed the back of his head.
"Yeah it is. But you must admit it feels great." He smiled, rubbing his chin.
I smiled back at him, though it is wrong it does feel right.
"I guess... if it was one time only then yes." Though the words hurt when I pushed them out. I tried not to pout.
"Oh, it won't be just this once." He smirked as he pulled my face into his and locked our lips again. It was all just to bitter sweet.
" What about my mom and your dad.. your friends?" I asked pulling away.
"They won't know. This is our secret" He smiled as he kissed me once more.
We embraced each other as we deepened the kiss, he pushed me back. My back laid onto my bed as he towered over me pressing his hands on my thighs and side of my boob.
I pulled back, Andrew still in his kissing pose.
"I don't know Andrew... Don't you think that someone will find out?" I questioned, giving him a worried look.
"Not if you don't keep your mouth shut" Andrew spat, glaring at me.
I retorted my face , I pushed him off me and fixed my shirt.
"Why would I say anything, not like I get anything out of it." I rolled my eye's, Andrew gave a small laugh as he stood up from my bed.
"You would get ton of shit, first would be respect and second would be friends You couldn't be a complete loser anymore." He mocked, turning to look back at me.
I let my jaw drop, how could he say that to me.
"Great to know what you really think of me.." I mumbled, Andrews eye's widened.
"Marci, I didn't mean it like that." He held his hands out to me.
He walked towards me putting his hands on my hips, I put my hands up.
"Hun, look ...I'm just stating." He said softly as he stroked my cheek.
I shook my head and stocked over to my bed, and plopped down. Andrew came over and stood over me.
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The Love Between Us
FantasyMarcella Walker, just an average sixteen year old. Smart, Beautiful and kind, only thing different is she is Pure. Her father died in a car crash when she was only five years old. Her mother just now married a man who she has worked with for only a...
