I wasn't expecting to fall hard for someone like Steven Fernandez. But the things he's told me, the memories we shared. It's hard not to love someone like him. But I knew all along I was a second option. With every kiss. With every touch. I knew for that moment that I was with someone who actually cared, who actually wanted me. But I knew that everything was about to change.
He gripped my waist and pushed me against the wall, his kiss slowly turned into french kissing, while sliding his hand down my pants. This was one of the times I was close to having sex with him. He slide my pants off and pushed me on the bed spreading my legs. I'll stop there. I know as the narrator, I have to introduced myself. Well my name is Jayla Tyler's. I live in Compton, California. I met Steven when we were kids, we used to be best friends but he doesn't talk to me anymore. Well not after what happened, he's always struggled just getting by and I've always been the friend that was always there for him, when he felt like giving up. He was the closet guy friend that I ever met, so close that I could change infront of him and he wouldn't watch me. As the years past, my feelings began getting stronger and stronger. As I talk about it, I feel my heart ache in pain. I never cared so deeply about someone. If only he still cared. Anyways,one day we were walking from school and we started getting even more closer. Into we would secretly run into the bathroom and make out. I admit that I've felt his dick. Anyways, I'll just tell you how it all started to beginning to the end.
