Just Hold Me (Sidney Crosby) EDITING THEN CONTINUING

Chapter 11 - Thanks

"I had a really great time." I speak to Sid.

"Yeah. I did too. What did you like best?" He asks, turning his head away from the road.

I smile, looking ahead.

"I think it was when Evgeni tripped over his own hockey stick. That was great."

"I agree." He chuckles.

"What did you like best?" I ask him.

"Hard to say. It was all great."

"Why?"

"Because you were there."

I peek over at him, turning my head and then looking down, allowing a little color to come to my cheeks.

We pull up into my apartment building. I see my truck parked sloppy and sideways. Marilynn.

Huff.

He parks the car and turns off the ignition. I get out of the car and he follows. I give him a confused look.

"Lemme walk you to your room."

I smile shyly with the color shading my cheekbones once again.

He sticks his hand out. I take it, feeling the touch of his palm engulf mine.

We walk hand in hand into my apartment building.

We take the elevator up 4 floors and down to the end of the hall. We stop in front of the burgundy color wooden door frame.

I look at Sid who is eyeing me like meat.

"Um, thanks for driving me home, and walking me to my room." I say, chuckling slightly.

"No problem."

"We should do this again sometime."

"I agree...actually we could go very soon if you wanted to."

"Great! I would love to! When?"

"I have practice tomorrow! You could come, and, and hang out with us!"

"I WOULD LOVE TOO!"

He smiled as loud as I spoke.

"Yes!" He said quietly.

I laugh.

"Then I guess I'll pick you up .tomorrow at noon then!"

I nod viciously.

Then I took his forearm and tugged him, pulling his body closer. I stepped up on my tiptoes and tightened my grip on his arm. He looked down at me, his breaths slightly heavier. He cups my jaw and lifts me up higher. When our lips connect I felt my butterflies in my stomach.

He puts his hand on the small of my back and pushes me into him. For a second he holds it then changes his mind and puts his hand below my butt on the back of my thigh, lifting me up with a push.

He grunts a little as my fingers cup both sides of his neck. Both of his hands are now pushing my thighs up to him.

A few more seconds of a passionate kiss that we both were obviously dying for, we broke our broke our lips apart. His hands still push me up and my hands still cup his neck and jawline as we stare into each other eyes, lost.

I am slowly let back onto the ground. I smile and speak while entering my apartment.

"I'll see you tomorrow."