Chapter 4

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Sam’s POV-

 “Umm, nnnoooo.” She says slowly, looking down at her feet. “Really,” I say with a frown, “who was your first?”  “This boy named Aaron” She says. “Aaron Carpenter?” I ask, because that is the only Aaron I really know. “How do you know him?” “He is in Magcon, I know because I’ve been to Magcon before.” “Magcon! I heard of them, but I didn’t know he was a part of it! And yes he was my first kiss, but he moved to Louisiana, and I never saw him again. I was really upset because I loved him so much; we were the best of friends. When we were little he hugged me and then he pulled me forward and we kissed, but we were only 5 years old.” “Oh, ok” I have to admit I was jealous; I wanted to be her first kiss. “Well, I’m tired, good night.” She says.

Kam’s POV-

I was talking to Sam about our special moment, and then we trailed off into talking about my first kiss, Aaron Carpenter. Sam looked a little upset, and hurt. I just shrugged it off. I was super tired, so I decided to go to sleep. I’ve been lying on the couch for at least 20 minutes, and I couldn’t stop thinking about Aaron. I wish I could see him again, I miss his comfort. I hear Sam talking on the phone mumbling stuff in the other room. I couldn’t make out what he was saying, until he hangs up the phone, and walks towards me. I feel his shoulder find its way under my head. I knew he was shirtless, I felt his bare shoulder on my cheek. He moves to get comfortable, and then my head falls on his lap. He just left it there like it was normal. I was somewhat comfortable. He thinks I am sleeping, so I act like I am. He then takes his hand and starts playing with my hair. I feel him move me and put my head on the edge of the couch. Then he lay behind me. I feel him wrap his strong arms around my waist. I turned around so I was facing him. I looked into his eyes and then remembered he had a girlfriend, Acacia. I hated her because she acted like a slut. “Sam?” I ask “Yeah?” Sam answers “Don’t you have a girlfriend, Acacia?” “Yeah, why?” “We shouldn’t be on the same couch together, and we shouldn’t have kissed.” “She’ll never find out. Anyway I thought you liked the kiss, and don’t you like this?” “Yeah, I liked it, but it is wrong.” “Don’t worry babe.” Then he kissed me on the lips. I still had a guilty feeling. 

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