Mediocre Boulevard

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Mrs. Holt hadn't let Bryce come outside since she'd found us in his room. It seemed as though she was keeping him locked away because in her mind everything outside of their tacky ass house was tainted.

I hadn't see Cloud around either and I was beginning to wonder if I had scared him off completely. That is until he came knocking on my door in the middle of the day with a bag full of my favorite soda and candy. He was wearing that weird ass smile and that same old jacket.

"What are you doing here?" I questioned him even though I knew he was probably here because he was bored and was still on his shitty quest to make us friends. Fucker.

"I brought snacks. That means you have to let me in," he smirked before he stepped into my house, bumping my shoulder in the process.

My mother was out running errands so having Cloud over didn't come with a bunch of annoying questions. I wondered how she would react though if she saw a pale, black-haired boy sitting in her clean living room with his Vans clad feet propped up on her expensive coffee table.

"Come on, Charlotte. I got your favorites," he said as he held up a handful of candy bars.

I narrowed my eyes and crossed my arms before I turned my head to the side, "Don't ever call me Charlotte again. It's Charlie and you don't even know what my favorites are. You're a fucking stranger."

The boisterous laugh Cloud let out next confused the hell out of me. It was loud and completely misplaced. I hadn't said anything funny.

"Come on, babe. Just come watch a movie with me and please for all that is dark and morbid pretend like you're enjoying it. I'm quite the company," he responded before patting the empty cushion next to him. Babe?

I took a clear breath through my nostrils before I walked closer to him. The smile on his face was cheesy and held too much happiness for my taste. He was almost a fucking rainbow.

"Alright. What do you say to A Walk To Remember? It's one of my favorites," he suggested as I looked at the cover of the DVD case. It was a fucking chick flick which raised some questions in my mind. Like why the fuck was a guy like Cloud into this? And why wasn't he into something more appealing?

"Whatever, weirdo. Just put it in and pass me some candy," I demanded before getting comfortable on the couch. I too put my feet up knowing that my mother would disapprove but she wasn't around anyway.

We were thirty minutes into the movie when Cloud decided it would be a good idea to scoot closer to me. I watched as his ashen hand crept closer to my darker one. My eyes widened as my upper lip rose in disapproval. What the fuck was he thinking?

"Charlie?" He asked as I scooted away from him. He just moved a little closer before looking me in the eye. Those damn blue eyes.

"What?" I responded hoping that he wasn't going to ask me some dumbass question. He was already freaking me out.

"I'm gonna do something and you'll probably kick me in balls but I'm going to do it anyway," he rambled before grabbing me, pulling me closer. I gasped and leaned back as he pushed me down so I was laying on my back with him in between my legs. I couldn't find the words to tell him to stop before he connected our lips. It was like his lips were meant for me. So much more patient than Bryce's. So soft and passionate.

I wanted to push him away. I wanted to tell him to fuck off. I wanted to pull him closer.

I kissed back quickly and sloppily not wanting his lips to escape. I didn't know what the fuck had come over me but I let my hands travel underneath his jacket and then underneath his shirt where I felt warm smooth skin underneath my fingertips.

Cloud smelled good. Like the atmosphere before the rain came. I moaned impulsively before he let out a groan. Kissing Cloud was something new and unexpected but it felt so good.

When we did break apart my breath was labored along with his except he was smiling and moving his own hand up my shirt. "I've wanted to do that since I told you that you make my dick tingle," he admitted before pecking my lips.

I took a deep breath and gulped, "Cloud, what...what the hell?" It was the first thing that came to my mind as he rubbed his thumb against my ribcage. I had never been touched so delicately. Even Bryce's hands were so rushed and lust driven.

"I'm acting upon my feelings. I'm attracted to you and I'm not one to shy away from even the meanest of girls," he smiled making me blush involuntarily.

Guys had always been interested because of my tan skin and unruly hair. I was different compared to the pale girls that lived on every street. I had always turned them down. I knew they were there but none of them were as loud and annoying as Cloud. None of them as bold.

"Ha! Alright, buddy. I'm not what you're looking for. I'm a bitch," I murmured before looking down at his clothed chest. Cloud chuckled above me before brushing his nose up against mine. "I'm not particularly normal either. I haven't been able to stop thinking of you in a bright kitchen wearing only a pair of underwear while our son grabs at your leg," he whispered.

I leaned back into the cushion underneath my head at his words. What the fuck? What kind of teenage boy thinks like this? I came to the conclusion that Cloud was a fucking psycho.

"I know. Weird but I can't help it," he hummed as he decided to sit up. "My parents raised me to think of girls as more than just a fuck. My mother is one of the most important people in my life and I haven't stopped thinking about having a son since my father told me how much he fell in love with me when I was born. You can't beat true love. It's basically the foundation of my childhood."

I nodded and sat up as well at his confession. Love? What the hell? I'd met him less than a month ago. He was a fucking insane.

"Um, I think you should go," I told him quietly. I was nicer than I should have been but considering he was probably some freaky psycho with a wife kink I decided to take it down a notch.

I looked up to see Cloud staring at me with a confused expression. He looked hurt. "Why? Did I do something wrong? Did you not want me to kiss you because I won't do it again," he rambled before I stood up. I shook my head and eased my way towards the stairs.

"Just go," I told him before watching him grab his movie. He seemed shocked but he kept his eyes down and walked out of my house without another word.

Psycho.