Baby Daddy and I?

New Year's Eve Events

So, New Year's Eve, I went to a lock-in with friends while Dason went with his parents to a friends party. Which was good cause, I didn't want him there anyways.

It was fun, except the fact that it was 24 degrees fahrenheit outside. FREEZING.

11 PM rolls around and some adults have us play a game. While waiting to start, I notice my friend, Ryan, talking to another guy. He was tall, skinny, not bad looking, his facial features too big for his head. I liked his hair, like dark brown then bleached at the ends, it was cute on him. Then I noticed, after Ryan rejoined our group again, That guy is alone. He's here alone, I bet the only person he knows is Ryan. It made me sad. I shrugged it off, like 'he seems cool, he's gotta talk to someone..'

Before the game started they did a whole number kinda thing, me and my friends, and the new guy, all stood together, laughing and joking and stuff. The game started and by that time we all were kinda being nice to the new guy, who was just laughing at our weirdness. When the round was over we all met up again and this time I talked to the new guy, "So, Hey, What your name?"

"Connor."

I didnt hear him, "huh?" and I made a face.

"Connor."

"Oh, It suits you."

This time he didnt hear me, There were so many people talking, So He made a face.

"It suits you!"

he made a funny face, "ohh, kay.. Thanks?"

"You're Welcome." I said and smiled.

My friends weren't interested in Connor, but I was. He was cute, and he should have friends! Everyone should have friends..

So, We talked. I don't remember what we talked about but, I do remember talking about my siblings and pets.. Likes and dislikes.. Movies and music.. I know he asked me if I ever listened to somebody and I said, "I don't know what your talking about.."

After the game was over, I asked Connor about his life and he said he just wanted to know about my life. So I tried as best I could, to tell him all about me and my life, I guess. Then I stopped, "So yeah, I guess that's it."

I think he started with a question like, "Have you ever partied..?" I don't remember but, He told me how much of a "badboy" he was. All I thought was, 'He's probably just saying all this cause he thinks it's attractive... It's not.'

Like, He's been to raves and smoked pot and smoked cigarettes and been drunk and wasted and all this stupid crap.. The whole time I was just like, "oh. cool, I mean not really, but yeah.."

Then I noticed, His eyes are brown, like mine, except his are dazzling. I could stare into them forever, but nay, my friends didn't like him so they tried to get me away from him, like, "Hey, what if Dason were here??"

'Ahh, Crap.. That's right.. I have a boyfriend, but I don't care.. I don't like him anymore.'

"That's really none of your business, is it?" I would reply. It made me so mad, I try to have fun and I have friends breathing down my neck. My girlfriend was tired, so she slept a couple hours. That left me with all guys. I tried to just talk to Connor but he had asked, "What do your friends think of me?" and I replied honestly, "They don't like you. They think you're a bad guy. But, My motto is 'Don't judge a book by it's cover..'" That didn't make him feel better. :/

It got so cold, I got a small blanket, the only one I had with me, and sat on the cement with my blanket around me, sitting next to Connor. Connor just sat there and gazed into my eyes while he shivered in the cold. I felt so bad. "Are you cold?" I asked. He looked away, "N-N-Nahhh.." He said, teeth chattering. I smirked, opened my blanket and tossed one side over him. his face was priceless, it was shock/surprise, then he smiled. I had to scoot closer to him so we could close the blanket some. We were closer, He still gazed into my eyes. *sigh....* We talked and my guy friends watched us closely. Mr. S walked by and said, "I'm watching you, Natasha. Don't sit so close. stop cuddling.." Then he walked away, still glancing back at us. We didn't move though, We weren't doing anything wrong, it was freezing! We ended up going inside and flirting like, alot. I was sitting on a pool table and he stood between my legs, it made me blush so bad. He had a hoodie on, the kind with a zipper, and I got the courage to upzip it, while Ryan *OOO'd*. Connor staring into my soul, hearts pounding, 'what was I doing??' I felt his abdomen, it was tight.. You could definitely tell he worked out.

All night, we couldn't stay in one place and every once in a while, connor would tell me to stay and he would leave me for a few minutes and come back. It was mysterious and suspicious.
It made me a little sad, made me feel a little used because he took his phone with him when he left...
I shrugged it off though. He was so cute. We would have a room to ourselves, us kids, no adults, and the boys got rowdy and made a mess, and We all went looking for paper towels.. Connor went up in a loft looking and I went behind a counter.. I bent over and Connor whistled. I blushed so bad.
When midnight came, I tried to hide, but the adults made me come inside, and Ryan made me sit with Connor.. "Ok, you promise?" Ryan said to me. "Promise what?"
"You're gonna kiss Connor at midnight. Promise?"
"No." Connor looked hurt, so hurt.
"It's not you, I just don't kiss, never have.." That didn't satisfy, he was still hurt.
I don't care who you are, I'm saving my first kiss.
It took me a while to get back on Connors good side..
He showed off for me. I followed him everywhere, unless he told me to stay.
It got really cold, and I put my arms around him, inside his hoodie. He was still shivering, poor boy, all skin and bones. He tried to kiss me, twice.
Oh boy.. I don't think so.
Then the next thing I remember, it's 5 AM. We're all together. Connor reached in his pocket and felt something, he looked confused, he pulled it out and his face was shock, as soon as he saw it, he darted out. He came back and I said, "I saw that." And he said, "you did..?" I nodded. He said, "I had no idea that was in my pocket." I wasn't sure whether to believe him or not... I just said, "oh."
We sat down on the floor and flirted til he had to leave. His grandma arrived and he introduced us and she said, "oh, a friend! where do you live dear?" and I told her, with a smile. "close to us!" she said to Connor and winked. He stared at me, knowing he should leave. he quickly kissed me on the cheek and hopped up and left.

That was the last time I saw Connor, the boy who stole my heart and stabbed it.

A few weeks later, he moved to Georgia and got a girlfriend. I WAS being used..

Story of my life.. X