I Peed Myself In Front Of My Crush

Chapter 17: The Admission of Love(Like)

Her lips were locked with mine, and I was wondering of what I should do, which then lead me to the memory of that time when Paige and I kissed in the bathroom and then Paige left for no reason.

And talking about leaving, Bridget was definitely not ready to let go of my lips until she got a response from me, which she was technically never gonna get, because these lips only belonged to Paige like the rest of my sexy body.

"Kiss me back." Bridget ordered after leaving my lips, and letting me breathe. I was grateful until Bridget was back at kissing me again with her arms wrapped around my neck to keep me attached to her.

It wasn't that her lips were disgusting or anything, they were really soft and sweet actually, but what was missing was the feeling I got when I kissed Paige. The feeling that she had feelings for me and wasn't just doing this so that she could have the upper hand in something. It was because of that reason that I didn't kiss her back.

She backed away from me with an angry sigh and I would've been afraid of her if she hadn't given me that wounded look as if I was the one that was hurting her and not the other way around.

I looked at her dumbfounded as she sighed defeatedly before going over to the sinks where she had discarded her designer bag.

Nothing was said between us, and I knew nothing would've been said either way if the bell hadn't rung and she hadn't left without me.

I was confused by her sudden change in actions and then I went back to the thought that had occurred in my head when my blonde girl had left me in the bathroom after a hot make out session.

Did I really have bad breath?

I mean, I know that I wasn't kissing her back and this could be one of the reasons why she might've left, but come on, I'm really concerned about my breath.

I exited the bathroom as well, while breathing air into the palm of my hand and smelling it afterwards.

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It was like I was a newly groomed zoo animal, without the awful paper bag over my head, because everyone was looking at me, and I knew why.

Bridget wasn't sitting with me, well, she wasn't sitting with anyone because technically she was sitting on top of me, meaning, in my lap. I know, I know, you'd be wondering how she got over my bad breath so quickly. Well, the answer to that question would definitely be Paige.

Paige was sitting at her usual table with Zoe, with her head down and her eyes betraying her actions. She tried to look like she didn't care of what Bridget had done, but it was futile since I could read her sad eyes. Those eyes that looked like oceans, were now looking like a puddle of tears. It made me sad. I just didn't know why it didn't make Bridget sad.

They were best friends and I couldn't believe that Bridget would just throw that away just so she could humiliate Paige. While I wondered that, Bridget fed me. Like, literally, fed me. With the spoon and the blowing to cool it down, and everything.

And it was just my luck that the cafeteria was serving hot steaming soup with pasta today. Like, what type of screwed up school cafeteria served soup? And with pizza at that.

Aside from that, Tim was ignoring me. As if, it was my fault that Bridget was acting this way and was now my 'girlfriend'. I was still confused as to why she wanted me to be her girlfriend, out of all the hot and available girls in school, why choose me?