Make My Way

Chapter Fifty-Nine

Vivian's POV

I love Disney movies. I love cuddling. I think I might love Merrick. Put all that together and I was one of the happiest girls in the world cuddling on the bottom bunk and watching Beauty and the Beast. He leaned over and kissed my forehead, whispering goodnight before crawling up to the top bunk.

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Aurora's POV

Blake kissed me. Right on the lips. I was not expecting that. We had just talked for about a twenty minutes before I got too tired to actually comprehend what he was saying. So he kissed me and rolled over on the bed so that his face was away from me like nothing had even happened.

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Willow's POV

I was lost in his lips. He had already asked me out when we had been driving to Stella's and I couldn't think of any reason to say no, so I didn't. I said yes. Sure I had done stuff like this with guys before but never like that. He kept pushing my limits, but I had already told him I didn't want to go all the way. He was definitely disappointed but I really didn't. Kissing was one thing, that was another.

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Aria's POV

I was freezing after coming back from the river so I grabbed my black leggings and wide-necked gray sweater before slipping into the bathroom. I peeled off the clothes I had put on after swimming and stepped in. I turned on the shower and let the steam fill the room around me, digging up the sliding glass shower door and the mirror. A few minutes later I heard the door to outside of the bathroom creak open. "Aria?" Xavier's voice came from just outside the shower. The door clicked shut.

"Yeah?" I asked.

There was a pause, "Just checking."

I knew he could at least see my outline through the glass even though it was fogged up. I also knew he was probably not wearing anything but his underwear. I had to remind myself that we had literally just gin skinny dipping together, but that just seemed so much different that this. The atmosphere and everything. For a minute all I could hear was him brushing his teeth and the only the water hitting my back and the walls of the shower.

"Are you cold?" I asked him after a while.

"Yeah, it feels good in here though. I bet it would feel better in there." I could hear the flirtatious smirk in his voice.

"Wanna join me?"

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Stella's POV

Before that night, the farthest I had gone was second. Adrian made me almost even want more. It made my stomach tingle and my body ache for more. I just wanted him. He kissed better than anyone I had ever kissed before after prom that night and while I knew there were other girls from our school getting high, drunk, and pregnant right then, I knew I didn't want that. That just wasn't me. I wasn't ready. Yet.

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Blake's POV

I don't know what made me do it but I kissed her. I kissed Aurora. When I had asked her to prom I didn't really think I liked her like that, we were just friends but then there was something in the back of my head telling me it was more than that. I wasn't sure what yet, but it was more than just friends. The most confusing part was that I knew she liked me and I couldn't decide how I felt about that. Why did life have to involve so many decisions?

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Aria's POV

Holy shit he is a good kisser, I thought to myself. It wasn't that we had never kissed before, but most of the times we had kissed it was because of a dare or something where it wasn't romantic or anything but when it was, he knew what the hell he was doing. He slid his hands under my sweater and pulled it off so that I was laying topless against him.

I don't know why but I've always had this thing for lips. I love the curve of the Cupid's Bow and the way the upper lip indents just above the lip and under the nose. The way certain people's lips curve when they smile. I loved Xavier's smile but he hated the way his smile looked when he smiled with his teeth. I will never, ever understand why because that smile alone could make me melt.

When we started going further, losing more clothes, getting closer and closer to each other, the atmosphere got more and more intense. Between the soft whispers in my ear and the fact that all I could feel against me was bare skin and the smooth sheets, I just wanted more. I pressed up against him harder, our lips crashing into each other and pushing and pulling as if we were trying to get a taste of the other's soul. He lay over me propped up on his elbows, our foreheads still touching, and I looked into his soft, green eyes that looked almost gray in the dimly lit bedroom. "I really want to do this," he whispered, "but I also don't. I don't want to take this from you. I don't want you to give this to me right now. I need to be closer to you like emotionally first."

I nodded slightly, "I know." I tipped my chin back up a little bit and pressed my lips to his while running my hands up the back of his head. "I definitely messed up your hair," I said softly and I earned that small smile that broke me.