It was after school. I started walking when a car pulled up in front of me. "Get in loser we're going to your house." It was Connor. I got in the car. The whole ride to my house was silent. We had finally made it to my house when Connor gave me a look that said, "Oh great". We walked into the house but my mom wasn't home. I saw a note on the counter that said, "Dear Amanda, I went shopping, won't be back till later sweety. Love, Mom<3."
Connor and I headed up to my room, when he tripped me half way up. "Ooops." I don't know why he ever picked on me. For all I know, I haven't done anything wrong to this guy. I got up and he followed me to my room. Once we stepped in, he started to snoop around. I had a bunch of pictures hanging up on my wall. I heard him talking underneath his breath.
"Wow, I remember this." He said pointing to a picture that hung on the wall. It was A picture of us when we were in second grade. "Hmm. That's when you actually used to smile." Okay, he really needed to realise that he was the reason why I never smiled anymore. We both sat on my bed which was a little awkward. I was doing research when I felt Connors Hand grab mine. I turned and looked at him with a confused look. He looked back at me with his light blue eyes.
"I know Amanda." "You know what?" I asked him with a confused expression still on my face. "I know that you used to like me." Oh god. No. please don't be talking about the thing in my bag. I had to say something."Yeah right." Smooth,I thought to myself. I tried lying about what he said, but he didn't buy it. "Oh really? Then why don't you have a look at this?"
He was holding a picture that I had of him with hearts all around his face. Crap. "How did you get that?!" I said trying to snatch the picture from his hand, but he was to quick. "It was about a day ago when..." He stopped himself. I could tell he was thinking about the horrible way he treated me. Looking at his sad expression, I took hold of his other hand. "Connor, it's okay." "No, it's really not.
I've treated you like shit for the past couple years only to tell you how much you mean to me." I couldn't believe what I was hearing right now. The man I have liked for forever was now telling me how he felt about me. I heard a sniffle. Then looked over to Connor to see that he was crying. "Why are you crying Connor?" "Because I'm afraid okay. I'm afraid that you won't like me back, and that thing s will be awkward for me and you now, and that you'll hate me for the rest of your life an-."
I had cut him off by doing something I never thought I would be doing in my life. I kissed him. We both stood up from the bed still holding each other hand in hand. He then broke the kiss. "Why'd you do that?" I was slightly blushing now. "Because I like you Connor." He then reconnected our lips. I couldn't fight it anymore. I was still in love with him. He took his hands away and placed one on my cheek, and the other to my thigh.
I put my arms around his neck. After a while, he then deepened the kiss. His tongue slide over my bottom lip, I hesitated for a minute, but finally gave in. I don't even now what I was doing. This was my first kiss. He told me to jump. I wasn't sure what to do when he told me that, then he started to kiss my neck and I finally gave in again. I listened and made sure to wrap my legs around his waist. He lyed me down on the bed. What was he doing?
What is happening? Keep reading to find out.-Amanda💖💖
