After Thought // Chance Sutton

Chapter Three

The walls of the bathroom keep getting smaller with each hour that goes by. We tried banging on the door again, but nothing. The party should be ending, it's already 1am. The party should be getting done soon, yet with these people you never know how long it could carry on.

I don't know how they do it, each weekend without fail get so drunk they can't even see straight. I guess it's because there isn't much to do here. Chance is still unbearably close to me he hasn't said much.

"Are you okay?" I asked.

Why do I care so damn much? I've only known this guy for a few hours but for some reason he's had more impact on my life than most people I know.

"Yeah, just tired."

"You're lying." I notice.

He shakes his head, "You know what I'm not okay. I just want to-" and with that, he smashed his lips to mine.

I was so surprised, that I forgot to kiss him back at first. But after I realized, I wasn't dreaming. I wrapped my arms around his neck causing me to close the small gap in between us. He pulled away grinning, "I've been thinking about that since we got locked in here."

My cheeks burned red.

"Was that your first kiss?" He asked.

"Maybe, maybe not."

"It was, I know it." He chuckled.

Damn him.

"What if I was saving my first kiss? And you stole it from me!" I exclaimed.

He laughed again, "and were you? Saving it for someone?"

"No, I'm glad it was with you." My cheeks burned red, it seems like a common thing with him.

"I have a confession." He said.

I turned my body towards him, and saw a sense of seriousness in his eye's. "Hmm?"

"Today wasn't the first time I saw you, besides the restaurant. The beginning of school, I saw you in the library reading. You just looked so damn beautiful and peaceful. Then I heard Luther's brother, Jackson, talking about you. I asked him who you were, and he was thinking of asking you out then. He had a huge crush on you," He explained.

"He did? I knew he was flirting with me. Jackson used sit by me in English, we talked all the time. But then one day he stopped, I never knew why," I remembered.

He sighed, "I do. I threatened him to stop trying to get with you."

"Why would you do that? You barely knew me!" I got instantly mad at him. What makes him think it's okay to try and meddle in my life, all the while barely knowing who I am.

"I'm sorry, I really am. But he wasn't good enough for you."

"How can you make that judgement?"

"Because I heard the way he talked about you. You deserved better than that."

"Then tell me Chance, what do I deserve?" I asked.

The way he looked at me, the seconds passing felt like years. It's as though this night we've had, there was a million of them in another universe. Before tonight I was a cynic when it came to love. I used to believe that it would never happen to me. Now? It's an entirely different story. Especially with Chance Sutton, the last boy on earth I thought would ever be interested in me.

"Someone who knows your worth, that worships the ground you walk on, and treats you right. That wasn't going to be Jackson."

"Who then?"