The Boy Who Couldn't Hold His Breath Underwater ✔

You Have A Girlfriend

AUTHOR'S NOTE: You wanted it, you get it. I aim to please. Enjoy.

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"You are really not gonna tell me?" he asked.

"You don't need to know", I whispered, my eyes fixed on his.

He licked his lips which didn't go pass me.

"What if I do?" he whispered, his voice so quiet I could barely hear it.

I was about to answer but he suddenly leaned forward and pressed a kiss on my lips. A thousand butterflies started flying in my stomach and I couldn't breathe. He pulled back, staring at me. I didn't understand what just happened or what it meant but there was one thing I knew; I wanted more.

I rolled on top of him before he could realise anything and kissed him passionately. His hands came up to my waist and I sunk my fingers in his hair. He licked my lips and I opened my mouth, letting him slip his tongue in my mouth. I pulled his hair gently and he moaned against my mouth, sliding his hands on my sides, making me arch my back and shiver.

"I knew you were desperate to kiss me", he mumbled against my lips.

"Shut up", I mumbled back and moved my hand on his neck, pressing our lips harder together.

Suddenly a voice yelled, "Who's there?"

We pulled apart, staring at each other with wide eyes.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck", Even said, pushing me off of him and standing up. "Run!"

We ran away as fast as we could and avoided the flashlight which Chef was holding. I couldn't believe he actually patrolled around the island during the night to make sure no one was breaking the rules. All those years in the island and I never knew that. Even pulled me by my hand and we ran past the cabins until we hid behind a tree. I leaned against the three and Even was right in front of me, his hands on either side of my head.

We were both breathing heavily and staring at each other, adrenalin running through our veins.

Chef was no where near because we couldn't here him anymore. We had managed to escape, which, to be honest, was a real miracle.

"I think it's safe to go", Even whispered.

"Yeah", I whispered back, not turning my eyes off of him. My head was still spinning and I was still high, from the marijuana and the kiss.

Even stepped forward and pressed our bodies together. He kissed me again. My hand automatically came up to his hair and then he pulled back, leaning our foreheads together.

"Go", he whispered. "Before Chef comes."

I nodded and Even stepped away from me. I sneaked from behind the tree and jogged back to our cabin. I got in as silently as possible and I was just about to lie down on my bed when I heard Jonas mumbling something.

"What?" I whispered.

"Where were you?" he repeated quietly, his eyes closed.

"Nowhere", I lied and got under the covers. I stared into the darkness. I had kissed Even. I had actually rolled on top of him and full on made out with him. And he hadn't pushed me away. No, he had kissed me back just as eagerly. I couldn't believe it had actually happened. My heart was still pounding fast and my head was a mess. I just knew that before this summer camp is over, I'm going to need a whole lot of serious therapy.

I couldn't help but wonder what would happen next? Will Even ignore me? Act like it never happen? Or will he start pursuing me? Could that happen? I didn't know if I wanted it to happen. I couldn't help but feel what we did was wrong. He had a girlfriend and everything.