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After our short kiss, Carter had been different and by different I meant he was clingier, not that I minded. He wouldn't let me leave his side all throughout the day, even to go to the bathroom. If I had to go he would wait outside of the bathroom. I think he was afraid I would leave and not go to his house at the end of the day.
"Carter," I say turning to him, at my voice his head lifts up from the desk, he gazes at me sleepily, I continue, "what do you need to tell to me this afternoon.?" I ask him curiously and he sits up immediately.
"Why? Can you not come tonight?" He questions me, stretching his back while watching me, a hint of worry shining in his eyes. I shake my head, "No, I was just wondering if it's something important." I tell him.
He thinks over his words for a moment before he responds, "Yes, very."
I nod. What if he needed help confessing to someone? Oh my god, what if he had a girlfriend? But we just kissed. My head started swimming and guilt was overflowing in my mind.
As we started packing our stuff up, I couldn't help but be mad at Carter. He probably has a girlfriend and he willingly kissed me. Oh my god, am I the high school equivalent of a home wrecker?
A warm hand falls on my shoulder, startling me from my thoughts. I turn to see Carter peering down at me, "Are you alright, Lilac?" He asks, concerned.
I nod, forcing a smile. "Yeah, why?"
He frowns and looks at the pole that was a few steps in front of me. When did we even start walking? "You nearly walked into a pole. Is there something on your mind?" He queries, his eyes studying my expression.
"Nope, not at all." I grit out and his brows furrow. Staring at me with narrowed eyes he replies, "Sure."
I give him a fake smile, "Look I'll see you after school, I'm not feeling well." I lie. I watch as Carters face drops at my words a hint of satisfaction rolling through me. "Did you want me to walk you to the nurses office?" He asks, stepping closer to me. I shake my head, "No, you've already been there enough today."
He frowns but nods and reaches his arms out to hug me, I take a step back. Even though I'm not sure that he actually has a girlfriend I already felt guilty for kissing him and if my thoughts were correct hugging him wouldn't be best for my heart.
"Y-yeah, see you later." I say rushing away from him. I try to not to look back at his hurt expression as I walk to the nurses office. Pulling my phone out, I text my mom asking her to come pick me up. After getting her approval I walk into the office, gripping my head as though it hurt.
The nurse from looks up from her desk, shocked. "You're back?" She asks, pushing her round glasses up her nose. I nod, "My head really hurts Miss." I tell her, laying it on real thick, hoping that she would fall for it.
She raises an eyebrow at me and my heart thumps, "Alright, I'll have to call a parent, is anyone home that could pick you up?" She asks, her fingers flying over the computer keys. I nod and she smiles at me softly, "What's your name again?"
"Lilac Reynolds." I tell her, watching as she types my name into the computer. After finding my information she dials my moms number. "Hi, this Alita Jones from Hallwood high school, I'm calling you to inform that your daughter isn't feeling well. Do you think you could come pick her up?" She asks my mom.
"Okay, thank you, see you soon." She says into the phone kindly before she hangs up and turns her gaze to me. "Alright now tell me what's really going on, dear."
My eyebrows raise in shock, I mean I knew I was a terrible liar but this still was surprising to me.
She stares at me expectantly, her blues eyes crinkling at the corners as she smiles. I sigh and tell her everything.
Leaning back in her chair, she breathes out deeply, "Oh my, seems like you've got a lot to think about huh?" She queries and I nod tiredly.
"I don't know what to do, I just like him so much but I'm pretty sure he has a girlfriend." I say to her and she shakes her head.
"If he had a girlfriend he wouldn't have kissed you, dear." She stops and thinks for a moment, "Unless he was one of those boys." She rolls her eyes muttering something about how boys need to respect women.
"He isn't one of those boys, but if I didn't kiss him I would've had to kiss someone else, so he was just protecting me." I say sadly. Miss Jones smiles at me kindly, "By the sounds of it, this boy really likes you too, dear."
At her words I shake my head, "No, I'm just his friend." She sighs, still smiling. "We'll see, dear."
A knock on the door startles the both of us, I turn to find my mother standing at the door smiling brightly. Miss Jones grins back at her, "Come in, please." She beckons my mother in.
"What's wrong Lila honey?" My beautiful mother asks, her hands stroking my hair softly. I sigh, "I feel sick." At my words she nods.
"Okay, so do I need to sign you out?" She asks and the lovely nurse nods, searching her desk for a clipboard. Once she finds it she hands it to my mom along with a pen. "Just fill this in, drop it off at the office and you're good to go." She explains exuberantly.
My mom smiles at her and nods, "Thank you for looking after my baby." Miss Jones shakes her head, "It was a pleasure." With that she winks at me and whispers, "Good luck." Before sending us out.
As we walked to the office I had made the decision to tell Carter how I felt about him and if he didn't like me that way, then that's okay, I'm fine being his friend.
I sigh inwardly. Who was I kidding? He wouldn't want to be friends with me anymore.
Sucking in a deep breath I pull out my phone and open messages, clicking on Carters name. Typing a message, I hit send and turn my phone, exhaling harshly.
We need to talk...
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