The Outcast

Chapter 20

"Hey Agnes, want to go for some ice cream down the street?"

"It's 11pm Charles, are you crazy?"

*inserts laugh emoji*

"Come on..."

"Alright, give me 10 minutes."

I quickly pulled on some long, baggy, grey sweat pants and kept on my pink sweater.

My parents were probably asleep so I didn't want to go out the front door.

It was a bit difficult to climb out of my window since I've never had to do so.

"Aye you made it," he sarcastically said, pulling me in, from my waist, for a hug. His hands laid just above my ass.

How weird is it that we were in the middle of the street hugging.

The place was quiet. No movement. The streets were lit with only the street lights, no cars passed.

Oh well.

At least I was with Charles. Safe.

Are you really? You barely know him.

That's my subconscious. I think she's confused. Anyway...

I know for a fact he'll keep me safe. On matter what because I know that he's crazy about me. Don't even ask how I know. I just do. He's crazy about me.

It took us 5 minutes to get to the ice cream shop, but they were closed. I saw him give me a look like he was disappointed, then he smirked. What the heck. This boy needs to make his mind up. What if he's confused about the way he feels about me. You know what, I need to stop overthinking.

It's only been about one day or even some hours since we've been together and I'm already stressing myself out, I don't know why.

"So what do you want to do now?"

"Well I don't know, I think that I'll just go home maybe tomorrow we can hang."

"So can't I come over ?" He smirked.

Stop smirking, Ugh.

"When, tomorrow?"

"No, now silly." He smiled.

What the heck is with him and smiling and smirking. I don't know if I can control myself any longer. It kind of, like, turns me on.

I needed to make up my mind because I don't even want to get caught with him in my room, I mean we don't even have to be doing anything but if my mom just walked in and see him in my room at 11 p.m. in the night, then I'm grounded for life. They trust me so much to allow me to do that well not even allow , like they trust me not to do that.

So I don't want to betray their trust, at all, that would just be heartbreaking. They are the coolest and I don't want them to be not cool I don't want them to not trust me so I better not do that.

But then again, I really like Charles, and I want him to like me to, and I don't want him to think that I'm a little girl still.

*
So I told him he can come over.

Act sexy bitch.

I decided to ignore my subconscious and go with the normal flow.

"So what to you want to do?"

"You."

What? Oh okay. So he's nasty nasty.

I just giggled and change the topic. But almost everything I said he had a nasty answer to like this boy is freaky. He then pulled me to sit across his lap. And he began to kiss my neck. I was heated. His breath was warm on my neck. Then he kissed me. Damn.

I can't do this.

But part of me wants to.

His hands reached to the bottom of my sweater, gripping on it to pull it up but I had to pull myself away from the captivating action.

I had to pull myself together.

*

He was okay with me not being ready. So we just spent the rest of the night talking and laughing we even watched a movie on my laptop.

He left to go home at 2:30 a.m.

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