Anger Management (A Hunter Hayes Fanfiction)

Chapter Eight: Never

Hunters POV:
There's something about kissing a girl that's always fascinated me. I haven't kissed all that many girls in my life (although I don't know if I kissed more in the past two years) but every time, it totally fascinates me. And this time... Well, this time, it's even better than I could've imagined it. Her hand goes to the back of my neck, sending chills down my spine. Her other hand rests on my chest, driving me crazy as my hands grip her waist.

She pulls away and whispers, "what the hell just happened?"

"I'm sorry. Am I a bad kisser?" I ask, blushing.

She rolls her eyes. "As if. That's not what I meant."

"What did you mean?" I ask, trying to figure out why my head is still spinning.

"It was just... Wow."

I look at her. "I'm not that good at kissing Liz."

"Well you hide it pretty well," she says, smiling.

I blush even redder.

"Umm.... I'm not really sure what to say...." I trail off awkwardly.

"You don't need to say anything," she says softly, resting her head on my shoulder.

I put my arm around her, marveling at the fact that she's actually ok with me kissing her. It was kind of all impulse there, cause she looks really nice and reading her vows got me in a mood. But I don't regret it. I don't think I ever will.

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While Liz gets ready for bed in the bathroom, I arrange the couch, knowing that sleeping with her again is probably very unlikely. She walks out of the bathroom wearing her pajamas, which consist of a t shirt and leggings. She sits on the edge of the bed closest to me, looking at the floor.

"Umm... You can say no if you don't want to, but will you sleep with me again?" She asks shyly.

I smile and sit down next to her.

"I was hoping you'd ask," I reply.

I turn the lights off, so the only light is the lamp on my side (the left side) of the bed.

She looks at me and moves close to me, so I know we'll be cuddling. I turn the lamp off and wrap my arms around her.  

"Can I say something awkward?" She whispers.

"Sure," I chuckle.

"I really want to have sex with you, but I know I'm not ready yet," she says, sounding so innocent it breaks my heart.

"That's ok. I don't know if I'm ready either," I reply as she nestles herself into my chest.

"Why wouldn't you be?" She asks.

Her curious voice is adorable.

"Well... I really haven't known you that long Liz. I mean, I know you. I know you really well. But... I don't know, do you get what I'm saying?"

"Yeah. I hadn't thought about that," she replies.

I don't say anything, I just kiss the top of her head and try to fall asleep without thinking about having sex.

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I wake up, and it's pitch dark in the room. I'm trying to figure out why I woke up, when I realize that Liz is shaking in my arms.

"Hey, Lizzie," I say softly, pulling myself away from her.

I must have been close to the edge of the bed, because I fall off of it. I groan, knowing that I'll have a bruise from that.