wil wheaton

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wil is a normal teen in this btw, he's not famous

you sat on the floor, legs crossed, your best friend sammy sat next to you in a circle of kids from school. casey, her boyfriend ralph, chris, and the reason you didn't want to come to the party, wil.

let's be honest, he was perfect.
he was kinda popular, his chocolate brown hair fell in this really nice way, when he smiled you just felt like melting and the idea of his lips on yours would distract you from anything.

you definitely weren't planning on making a move on wil, you had never had a boyfriend or ever even kissed anyone. the whole week sammy has been teasing you about it and begging you to make a move on him. this was a good chance to get to know him better, or at least talk to him, but that idea was way too scary.

it was about 11:40, empty coke cans scattered the floor. you leaned on the end of sammy's bed, you weren't tired, just bored. top 40 played softly from the walkman attached to casey's shorts. it was mid july, too hot to be inside and definitely too hot to be outside. the small fan blasted air from the window right above you. wil sat across from you, you tried not looking at him too much because that usually resulted in sammy elbowing you and making some smug face.

she abruptly suddenly sat up "i have a GREAT idea."
you prayed this wasn't one of her plans to get you to talk to wil
"let's play spin the bottle! i mean duhh, were in a circle already"
oohs and aahs and noises of agreement came from the circle
you elbowed her
"what no!"
she smirked and ignored you.
"Y/N gimme your can. that'll work" she reached out her hand to the coke in your hand without looking. you chugged the rest and gave it to her, rolling your eyes and slouching back into the bed.

"so. i'll spin it and it'll land on someone and then that someone will spin it themselves. and you HAVE to kiss whoever it lands on."
everyone smiled at each other, raising their eyebrows in excitement.

she placed the bottle in the middle of the circle and spun it, as it was slowing down you prayed it didn't land on you. it finally landed between you and sammy. "it's closer to you" she said confidently. your eyes widened at her, trying to tell her no, but deep down you wanted it to land on wil. or maybe it wasn't so deep down and you just wanted to kiss him even if it was in front of everyone.

you took a deep breath and spun it. you watched it as it passed everyone 3 times and landed on.. wil. oh god. why did it have to land on him. you never even kissed anyone before.
"wOO hoO!"
sammy and the rest of them mocked. you gulped and looked up
"well, let's do this i guess,"
he said keeping a smile. you crawled over to him and leaned in hesitantly, you suddenly felt his lips on yours, you felt your whole body heat up and you turned bright red. you were kissing him. but it was over as soon as it had started. you leaned back quickly, tucking your hair behind your ear, your face completely red. everyone was clapping and woo-ing.

wil cleared his throat awkwardly and rolled up his sleeves.
"chris's turn"
he said with one hand on chris's shoulder, grinning. chris was wil's best friend, they had spent the whole night joking together.

after a few others had spun it, followed by more woo-ing and laughing, sammy interrupted. "ok ok enough of this. we need to do something more.... exciting."
you already knew what this was about
"seven minutes in heaven."
you said, sitting up
"yes! how did you know?"
"i had a feeling"
you said sarcastically
"i nominate Y/N to go first. who's with me."
chris jumped in. "uh yeah and i proudly nominate my good friend wil here."
wil grinned, looking at the floor and rubbing the back of his neck.
"you can use my closet"
casey suggested.
you rolled your eyes, standing up.
"i'll be keeping track of time, try to.. clean up after yourselves" everyone laughed.
you held your middle finger up to them behind your back.

you closed the closet door behind you, your back pressing against it. it was almost pitch black, wil stood two feet in front of you.
"hey"
he said softly
"this sounds stupid and you probably don't feel the same way, but i don't care i just need you to know. umm-" he laughed nervously. you took a step forward and put your hand on his shoulder, stopping him. "i like you too. like, a lot-" you were interrupted by wil smashing his lips against yours. you breathed in deeply for a moment, and let go as calmed down. you wrapped both arms around his shoulders and leaned your body into his. he pulled away for a moment
"god i've been waiting so long to do that"
"me too" you said eagerly, quickly kissing him firmly again, sinking your lips into his.
you stumbled backwards into a shelf. he lifted you up and you straddled him with your legs, his hands gripping your thighs. you pulled back slightly, sitting on the edge of the shelf with your legs still wrapped around his waist.

he started to kiss down your neck, you let out breathy moans and leaned your head back into the wall. you gripped his hands as they traveled down your waist. he brought his head up to yours and you grasped his hair, trembling.
"shit, just fuck me"
you whispered shakily into his ear.
he turned to you "wh- what do you m- like, here?"
"it's ok"
with your eyes fixed on his, you pull off your belt. then pulled down your shorts, kicking them into the ground, causing him to blush.

you grabbed his shirt collar with one hand and pulled him towards you. you were interrupted by a knock on the door
"what're you guys doing in there?"
"yeah, pregnant yet?" chris teased from across the room.
"shut up, chris"
you snapped back
you grabbed your shorts off of the floor and frantically put them back on. you fixed your hair and wiped the sweat from your forehead. you opened the door, wil following behind you. both your faces completely red, your hands awkwardly fiddling behind your back. you shot sammy a look, she signaled back by smiling. you both smiled uncontrollably at each other. "what'd you guys do?" chris said suggestively, practically giddy.
"we talked, chris." wil replied defensively.
you winked at sammy
"yeah, we talked."

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