Chapter 10

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This is going to be the rare occurrence where it is not in (y/n) point of view. My friend made me do this. To be more specific, the person that Kaelyn is based off of made me do this... shoutout to u Kaelyn

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Kaelyn POV:

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It all started on a Friday night when Warren and I were working on a social studies project on Western Rome. I look up Julius Caesar while Warren looks up Alexander the Great. We go to say something about our given person and our eyes meet. I stare into his beautiful hazel eyes and he stares into my brown ones. I, being the socially awkward nerd that I am, look back at my computer, blushing very visibly. I've always liked him. He's suspected it a couple of times and asked (Y/N) about it. Just the other day I told her the truth. I was too scared to tell her the truth, even though she is my best friend. I was afraid she'd tell him. "Soo... umm... how's your part going?" I stutter, not wanting to sit in awkward silence. 

"I'm doing great actually." He states very innocently. He doesn't look down. I don't either. I am having an actual panic attack right now. My crush, Warren Carter, is staring right to my black soul. "So... um do you want to sit next to me so we can talk about this?" he asks, obviously a pale rose blush rising onto his adorable tan cheek. 

After we start to sit next to each other, we start to get a bit distracted from homework. We start playing around with each other. "Hey Kaelyn, did you get your pencil?" he asks, a smirk on his sexy face.  ( INSIDE JOKE WARNING )

"I don't have a pencil, don't worry about stealing it!" I say, not realizing how this would effect my future later.

"Well, I could destroy your paper." He says, later realizing what he actually said.

"But I'm a trash can." 

"Whatever..." he says.

We finally sit on the bed, out of breath. He starts to lean in, and I panic. I see him close his eyes, and I do too. Knowing what he is going to do, I tightly close my eyes, this only being about my 2nd kiss. When our lips finally collide, I feel much more relaxed. I feel like I've done this ten million times. I feel like we were meant to be together. 

I melted into his kiss, our lips moving in sync. "Sooo are we together now or something?" I ask as I pull away, staring into his eyes.

"Uh yeah I guess so." He states, oddly calmly

We lean back into the bed as he towers over me, his hair hanging down into his face. "I've wanted to do this to you for so long." He says, out of breath. He leans down and kisses me once again. He gets me up and pushes me against a wall. He wraps his arms around me lovingly. He puts his forehead against mine. He kisses my nose and then sucks on a sweet spot at my neck. I have to push him away to refrain from getting a hickey. 

"I love you so much Warren!"

"I love you too" 


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