I laid there just holding her rubbing her back, holding her hands, being with her and there for her, just giving her what she needed. I felt so terrible. I fell back asleep.
I woke up this morning to the smell of bacon. I wasn't thinking when I walked downstairs and hugged her from behind saying "Good morning beautiful," she jumped in a way, because I scared her and she sorta backed away with her face a bright red color. She glanced down at the lower half of my body and then met my eyes. She said "you might need to handle a situation," laughing. I turned around and situated my "situation". She asked if I wanted to help. I love cooking so of course I said yes. We had amazing pancakes. She showed me her grandmother's secrets to the best pancakes ever. The bacon was great. Sausage was perfect. The only things I did was pour orange juice, toast, and make eggs. She had a scrambled and a sunny-side egg while I had a fried and scrambled. She put ketchup on her scrambled eggs which I found interesting because I make a sandwhich out of my fried egg with cheese, bacon, egg, and ketchup obviously with toasted bread. Most of the people think that it is gross but I love ketchup as weird as that is. We finished our breakfast. That was one thing I admired about her was that she actually ate decent sized meals. I'm not calling her fat because she is no where close to fat.
I honestly think she is so beautiful. I was sitting there after I threw on my clothes from last night she washed quickly while I was sleeping. I needed to know something. "Can you show me your talents?" I asked. Her eyes got wide and when her eyes returned to normal she sighed. Fine I can sing. She seemed scared but when she sang it's like she was somewhere else, in another world or something. I couldn't believe how talented she was. I told her maybe we could try singing together sometime and she showed me a couple dance moves. I have to say she was talented. Her passion was music. She loved it so much. Her mom got home after we cleaned the dishes and kitchen. Then we snuggled down and watched a movie called "A Fault in Our Stars" and I absolutely loved it even though it was sad. Her mom came home and said the house looked nice. We were just snuggled up so tight and she was so warm. I couldn't help it. I leaned in and put my forehead up to hers. I asked if it was okay to be this close. She pulled me closer so our noses touched and lips were barely touching. I leaned in a little more until our lips pressed together. My whole body went numb and I could barely move. We pulled away and just processed what had Just happened.
That was the most intense and amazing feeling I've ever experienced in my life. I knew one thing was for certain. My instincts were right and Finley wasn't just some girl. She was THE girl. The one I would spend my life with. She could make my body numb with one kiss. If you have never experienced this I'm your life. It is the most amazing sensation I've ever felt. I can't express anymore how amazing it was. I wanted to never stop kissing her.
It was so perfect. And from then on I would spend the night anytime her mother had to work all night to afternoon. Or I would just sneak in every one in a while. I don't know why it was just more comfortable and easier to sleep next to her. We we're working up and getting used to each other like I was hoping. I just loved staying the night. Being with her was amazing and I loved the fact I felt like we were practically married. Cooking meals and watching movies together was so fun at the same time I felt like I was playing house like a little kid. It was a good house though. The weekend ended and we went back to school like a normal couple for a few weeks. Then things started to get weird. Rachael, Finley's friend she sat with at lunch was texting me constantly and I wouldn't even answer. She just kept texting me though.
It was about Wednesday and we had a project in art. We had to have a partner and make a picture that described them and all the things about them. The project was due Friday so ahe came over everyday to my house. When we finished and presented our project the teacher loved it and we both a grade of 100. It was great we went home and I hung out he went home at like 5 to make dinner and called me around 6:30ish. Then we hung up got in the shower and did our homework and then we would call back around 8 or 8:30ish. We ended up going to sleep together on the phone.
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Teen FictionThis story is about a teenage girl named Finley, she's in high school and this is her story about her love, tragedies, and experiences. She meets a boy named Emerson she never thought he would even glance at her and now they're dating. See what happ...