Cigarettes, Sarcasm and the Complications of the Real World

10

"So your moms having sex again, congrats!" Will smiles idiotically.

"Shut up! No she's not!" I say clapsing onto his bed.

"Yea yea okay. Your meant to be helping me pack you lazy shit!" He says pulling me off the bed and onto the floor.

"I hate packing why would you think I was going to help you?" I sigh.

"Maybe because you said you would." he says folding up a tshirt.

"No I didn't!" I frown.

"Yes you did! I said if you came over and helped me pack then I would buy you a burrito!"

"Oh. All I heard was bla bla bla burrito..." I smile.

"Nice to know you listen to me so closely." he laughs pulling me up onto his bed with him.

"Do you mind?" I smile.

"Nope." he laughs cupping my face in his hands. "Have you packed yet?"

"No not yet." I frown."I don't even know what to pack I have like no cloths."

"You don't need clothes. Washington has a surprisingly large nudest colony." He smiles.

"Shut up!" I smile tickling user his arm put so he squirms. "Urg I can't believe Lucas has to come! He's gonna ruin it!"

"No he won't. He will be trying to seduce you for the whole week but you know." he smiles pulling my body into his.

I moan and role away from him.

"Talking if people who want to sleep with you how'd you feel about your date with Fred tonight?" He smiles.

Yeah so this is happening.

Everything has been so awkward for me and Fred so when he asked me out the other week I thought I would take the chance to talk to him and clear the air.

"I'm kind dreading it." I say rolling my eyes. "And Fred doesn't want to sleep with me."

"Yeah no of corse he just wants to marry you." he smirks.

I put my middle finger up at him and he pulls me back into him again.

I shuffle away. "Why won't you cuddle me?!" Will moans.

I shrug my shoulders and he pulls me in again. He nestles his head in my neck.

"Will." I whisper.

"What?" He mumbles. "Give me a hug."

I sigh and wrap my arms around him.

He lifts the bottom of my tshirt up and places his warm hand on my bare skin just the same as he did weeks earlier.

I rest my head on his chest and listen to his steady breath.

"Harry?" He says quietly.

I look up so my face is close to his. "Yeah?"

He nocks my nose with his and breaths heavily.

I look into his eyes and my heart race increases.

It's happening again.

He's going to make me feel like this and then not feel anything himself.

I feel mad but calm.

He's still looking at me.

"What is it Will?" I whisper sternly.

He doesn't say anything but replies in a different way.

Our lips slowly connect and he grabs my jaw with his strong hand.

Kissing is funny.

It's funny how your heads and lips seem to at the perfect moment.

I've kissed boys before.

My fare share.

But Will is different.

Will felt right.

The only way I can describe it is fire works.

The biggest and best fire works.

Amazing.

He pulls away. "I'm sorry."

I shake me head and touch his face gently. I kiss him again to let his know it's okay, because it was.