I'll Be~ Connor Franta~

Drunken Kisses...

I know my head isn't screwed on straight. I just want to scream out how I feel, confess everything, and let the stress leave my body. The butterflies in my stomach are still having a disco part from last week and I just can seem to shake them.

I shook myself from my thought, realizing that Andrea was still screaming on the phone in my ear. I told her about last night and she isn't taking it too well. Right as I felt his hands move up my shirt, I stopped everything. I couldn't do it.

The phone sat on the side of my face as Wishbone lay cuddled with me under the sheets. I'm scared of what'll happen when he gets me alone. He must hate me.

"He doesn't hate you."Andrea reassured me. I groan and sit up, moving my hair from my face by swiping it behind my head. "I know Connor. He's a nice guy and he wouldn't want you for just sex...trust me."

I swallowed my sweet tea from McDonalds and put it back on my nightstand. "Or he could turn out to be a total jerk." I mumble.

"Listen Ms. Doubtfire...."I rolled my eyes, forgetting that she couldn't see me. "You should go talk to him. After all you've made out like three times already. Most guys hate you after they were your first time... with anything. Connor was pleased."

I smiled at the memories. Even if I forget about them, I can't forget about them. They are sewn into my brain, permanent marker on a teddy bear. It can't go away. "You don't understand...what he does to me. He confuses me and it hurts my brain...when I see him I just wanna grab his-"

"Eww! TMI!"

"- shirt collar, pin him against the wall and make out with him." I laugh and she joins.,

"And that's what your closet is for. You told me that you go in there to think." The line goes quiet, for a second I thought she hung up. "Now's the time."

She's right. It's quiet...and dark. I look across to the wall from my bed, a purple galaxy poster sat pinned on the wall. INTERNET KIDS NEVER SLEEP. Is what it said.

Connor.

I cursed to myself. "You're right...I'll go talk to him." I slowly, used my feet to get off the bed. "Wait... what do I say?"

"How about ..'Hey, Connor it's still not too late to take that moonlit walk...'"

I smile and hang up. I look at the time. It's 7:54. I slip on my converse and kiss Wishbone before closing the door behind me. No one is in the living room and I ease up the stairs. I turn to the right and I hear talking. Connor is on the phone with someone. I hold my ear to the door, moving silently. "...amazing and she just...Sam. How do...you explain...feelin-?" He's talking to Sam. Hopefully about me

I take in a breath, stopping a weird noise from escaping my mouth. I feel a smile creep on my lips. "Thanks...I ...go bye...am."

I can hear his footsteps and I pretend to begin to knock on his door, when he opens it. I look up at him and he has barely left any room in between us. "Um..."My voice sounds weird, so I clear it quietly,"I wanted to ask you if you still wanted to go on that walk that I owe you." I take a deep breath.

At first I thought he looked pissed, then he smiles down at me and takes my hand. "C'mon." He walks down the stairs and I follow behind him. We get to the kitchen and I stop when he does. "Okay..."He gets behind me and places his hands over my eyes.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"Outside...duh!" He laughs and I can fell my face turn red. "Walk straight ahead..."He whispers in my ear, making my hair swing on that side.

I hate it when he does that.

"Walk outside now." He walks behind me as I hold my arms out, trying not to bump into anything. I whine the whole way to the patio. "Alright..." He stops and I feel a light breeze on my face as be removes his hands. We were in the backyard and near the pool was a net hammock. It was tied to trees and it swayed in the breeze. I gasped slightly. The lights were even on and the water made a relaxing sound. I face him. I was speechless,"I know...now go enjoy your hammick- thingy and I'll-"