A few days later at school, I find that we can't just pretend the kiss never happened.
It's been awkward as hell between us, and I don't like it. Zach and his stupid minions haven't done anything to me recently either which is scaring me.
What are they planning? But, that thought soon drifts away as Phil enters my thoughts again, totally pushing out all my other worries.
I do like him. A lot. It's scaring me. I can't pretend I'm not gay forever. And Phil can't seem to pretend we never kissed.
That's understandable though. It hasn't left my thoughts whatsoever. The feel of his soft lips pressed against mine. The rush it gave me.
I want that again.
Phil won't even come close to touching me anymore. No brushing our hands together, no draping his arm around my waist. Nothing. And I miss it. I crave and need his touch and I hate myself for it.
I'm too absorbed in the thought of Phil kissing me again to notice the group of asshole teenage boys approaching me.
I only notice when they grab my arms and pull me away. My heart is beating fast, but not as fast as it did when Phil kissed me. And that's a really fucked up way to think when you're about to be beaten by 3 guys who are twice your size.
A/N
A kinda short filler chapter but whatever.. It had to be made lmao.
The next one will be Phil's POV so look out for that in the next few days.
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~Rowan
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