The Stranger I Met

The Emotional Hurricane

* Picture of Aurora*

" Excuse me, Erica." I shut my locker to see Tyler standing next to me with his hands in his pockets." Whose house is it going to be. Mine or yours?" I frown." What are you talking about Ty?" I turn facing him completely." What? You really want me to spell it out for you." He raises his eyebrows. I think for a bit." Oh! Okay . I'm sorry. I completely forgot. There's so much going around." Mostly controlling myself to literally grab Jason and rip his clothes off and to literally smash Tristen and rip his head off. Even Naisha was in her all party planner mood which didn't even give me time to breathe.
" Practicing kissing with you has kind of shifted to the last spot in my to-do list."I turn my attention back to my co-actor." Well now that you remember." He says scratching his forehead." Would you like to answer my question?" " I think it's better that we meet at your house." I press my back against the locker ." Because right now my house is kind of submerged in a black cloud of pure evilness I like to call ' Tristanity' ." He throws his head back and laughs." Fine , then we'll go to my place after school."" Perfect" I nod." By the way." He takes his left hand out of his pocket and point towards my hair." I like what you have done with your hair."" Oh!" I take a strand of my hair. Naisha had colored my hair dark brown. According to her, I would look better at the party with a new look. But she wanted to experiment it first."Thanks, but I like my black hair more." I give him a smile and leave for my class.

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I get out of my car after parking it on Tyler's driveway behind his Mustang. He gets out of his car and comes next to me." Just remind me about how long has it been since I came to your house?" I ask him looking at the familiar grey-green exterior of his house and the colourful front yard with the huge lush sugar maple tree behind which we used to make out when I would come to visit him at night." It's been exactly 3 months since you stepped into my humble abode." My eyes widen." That's a long time." " Now," he stands in front of me and advances his hand towards his house." Shall we, Miss Erica." He wriggles his eyebrows. I grin and shake my head a little." We shall Mr Aiden."

We enter his drawing room which is still the way I remember it . A black leather couch with two black Barca loungers on both sides of it and a glass table in the middle to complete the look.

" Where's your grandma?" I ask him. His grandma, Dorothy, always stays with him at the house." She has gone to Rochester, to meet Hailey." Hailey, Tyler's elder sister, is a complete sweetheart. Whenever me and Tyler would get into a fight, she would always back me up." Looks like you have the house all to yourself. Nice." I enter the living room and sit on the chair closest to me. I look at my watch. Half hour before I have to leave for Jaso- , I mean the Vernacular. Tyler brings me a glass of water. After taking a small sip I say " Hey, I know this may sound clingy, but I think we should get started with the practice." " Sure," he takes my glass, realising I won't be drinking anymore." Let's go to my room. You'll feel more comfortable there." He suggests" Yes , let's." I agree.

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" How should we start , I mean should we read the lines or-" I ask Tyler who is sitting opposite to me on the bed." Let's just not put too much thought in it. It will get more awkward. I'll make the first move , just like Aiden and then you back me up." He says confidently." Hmm, that sounds fine." I nod. We both shift to the edge of the bed with our legs touching the floor and facing each other." Close your eyes ." He says softly. I do as he says.

He places his hand lightly on my left cheek and rubs it with his thumb. The warmth released by this rub heightens every sense in my body. His soft caress sends shivers down my spine. I want to open my eyes but this feels just about right. I can feel his hot breathe getting closer and closer to my face . I internally scream at myself for feeling this way. Before I can change my mind about this practice, his lips brush against mine softly, pushing me into a state of numbness. The familiar feeling that envelopes me is beyond compare. I feel safe , the way I always felt with him. He deepens the kiss by placing his other hand on my lower back and pushing me closer to him. He takes my legs and pulls them across his lap. His tongue traces my lower lip first and then pushes between the gap of my lips, asking for entrance in my mouth.

Out of nowhere, Jason's face crosses my mind and I start imagining him in place of Tyler. My eyes snap open when the horror of my situation dawns on me. I try to pull away from Tyler and open my mouth to breathe. He takes it as an opportunity and pushes his tongue in my mouth and starts exploring. I involuntarily do the same and before I know , we are in the middle of a wild French kiss with both our hand all over each other. He pulls me even closer, diminishing the gap between us , if there was any. He traces his fingers on my exposed skin along the hem of my top and slowly but torturously starts sliding his hand under my top and stops at my spine. Everything around my fades away as I relish into his passionate kiss, surrendering myself to my months long of temptations.

I feel his hand slidding up my back and stop at the hook of my bra. He keeps it there for some time, teasing me. I am sitting in his lap by now, with my legs around his waist and my hands around his neck. My fingers are entangled in his hair and I keep pushing his face closer to mine, even though there is no more space to fill. He unhooks my bra effortlessly with one hand, just the way he had done a hundred times earlier.

The looseness around my chest brings me back to reality slapping me with the truth that we were no more practicing our kiss, we were making out like long lost lovers. I detangle my hands and bring them to his chest and push hard. I almost fall from his lap and on the floor in my attempt to do so. He catches me before my head hits the ground, pulls me back to him and attempts to continue what I tried to stop, but I don't give him another chance and get off his lap in a bit more civilized way and stand next to him. I can only hear our heavy breathing and our thumping hearts. He stands and looks at me in confusion." I'm- I'm so sorry Aurora, I didn't mean to." I could see genuine concern in his eyes, like he was afraid he had hurt me." No, no. It's - not your fault." Which was indeed true." I need to leave." I pick up my bag and take a look at my watch." Shit, I am going to be so late." I look up at him." I really need to go or else I'll get fired." He tries to take a step towards me but before he can do anything else, I make a dash towards his room's door and out.

I get in my car and start driving before he can come out. I drive till his house is no more in sight and stop my car on the side of the road. I turn the engine off and look myself in the rear view mirror. My hair is a total mess and my lip balm has vanished. After gaining some control over myself I realize that my bra was still unhooked. I hook it back in place. I hold my head in my hands and replay the event that just happened. How could I lose control so easily. Tyler should not have such effect on me still. After some contemplation , I come to a conclusion of going towards my next stop rather than sitting here and crying over spilt milk. The damage was done.

I go through the necessary touch ups on my hair and face so I do not look like someone who just came out of a tornado. After it's done, I start driving.

The only thought that now crosses my mind is how will I be able to bring myself to practice with him in the evening later?

Thank you so much for reading this far guys. I hope you have enjoyed the story yet. If not, I can bet you will in the coming chapters. So stay tuned.
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