MEREDITH'S POV
I couldn't do this. I've known his for about two weeks now, and yeah, he helped me with everything, I just didn't know if I could do this or not. I wasn't ready.
He slowly came closer and closer to me and pushed me slowly on the bed, making me lie down. I couldn't do this....
He started leaving small trails of kisses on my neck, making me feel better than I have ever been. Maybe I could do this..
He pressed his lips on mine and then slowly let go. He looked into my eyes, as I looked into his hazel ones. He pressed me again his bed, and he started taking my shirt off. I didn't know how to stop him, I didn't want to, but I had to.
Right as I was going to say something, his phone rang. LIFE SAVER.
"Shit," he muttered underneath his breathe. "I'm so sorry, one sec. " he said as he got off of me and went over to his bookshelf. I felt awkward laying practically half naked in his room, so I chose to put my shirt back on and quietly leave the room.
I was halfway down the hall, and almost near the staircase as I heard Cameron call my name. "Meredith? I'm so sorry, please come back babe!" He said as he came following me down the stairs.
I was at the bottom of the stairs when his warm hand held on to mine.
I tried to make him let go, but he wouldn't give up. He turned me around, and just as I was about to protest, his lips instantly made connection with mine. Something made this kiss better than all the others we have had, I don't know what it was about it though.
We kissed for about a good thirty seconds until I had to come back to reality and let go.
"Cameron.. We can't do that so fast. I promised myself not until I get married, and-"
"Shhh." He said as he came closer to me. "I'm fine with whatever decision you make, and I'm fine with you deciding on not doing it till' you're married, cause' I know I'm going to be the one. I just have a feeling sometimes, that I don't think it's possible for me to love anyone else. I love you way too much, and I think of how one day we might actually get married, If I don't screw this up. I love you too much to do that to you. "
I couldn't react to what he said. I had a tingly ( stupid, yes) feeling inside me. That was very sweet and all, but I think it was time for me to leave.
"I love you too babe. But I should get going. Thanks for everything. I'll see you later. " I said with a smile and left the house and walked a block away from his house where I called Kale to pick me up.
As I stood there, waiting for Kale, I thought about what just happened. Maybe I should've just went with it, I don't know, but tonight was definetly not the only chance I would've gotten.
Maybe this was a mistake. I was too confused and occupied to think about any of this. Just as I turned around to see if Kale's car was in sight, I saw a figure on the end of the street. It came closer and closer, but I only saw a bit of the person.
Just as I was walking towards the figure to get a better view, Kale came up and passed right in front of the figure. I went back a little to look for the figure again, but it was gone. I was a bit scared, but Kale was here.
I wasn't scared if it was some rapist or something, I was scared because it looked like my dad. My "real" dad that died with my "real" mom.
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Wild Hearts {#Wattys2014}
Teen FictionMeredith loved her family and her two best friends, and was a talented violinist. She lived a very average life, in a suburban neighborhood. Not much goes on in her life, not even a bit of girl drama at school, until she gets called down to the prin...