The next week went by so painfully slow.
Derrick was being a prick and ignoring me, but if that's what he wants it's okay with me, at lest then I won't have to watch what I say or do around him.
At lunch I sit down with Sam. tired of everybody's crap.
" Woah, what's your problem?" Sam says taking a huge bite out of his turkey sandwich.
" Shut up. " I mumble, unwrapping my own sandwich.
He raises his eyebrows but doesn't question me no further. Obviously feeling the bad mood radiating off of me.
Halfway through my sandwich, I see Taylor making his way over to our table.
Uh oh. I just cant do this today.
I quickly grab my bag.
" I have some assignments to catch up on, see yah later sam." I call over my shoulder.
I make my way through the huge crowd of sweaty, loud teenagers not even looking back.
I turn the corner of the west side corridor when I feel a strong hand grab my arm.
Annoyed I try to keep walking, but I get pulled into a dark supply closet.
In the dark tiny space I find myself squished against Taylor.
" Why are you avoiding me? Alex." he whispers quietly,and I feel the guilt boiling in my stomach.
" I'm not I swear-" I want to say more but I am cut off by his soft lips delicately placed on my own.
I feel the guilt in my stomach fade into a round of fireworks. Actually fireworks cannot even describe this moment, it feels so sweet and right. I feel safe and comforted in Taylor's arms.
I start to kiss him back, our lips moving In perfect rhythm. his hands move down my back but go no further, then the hem of my jeans.
I pull away, out of breath, just staring into his blue eyes.
" Please, just give me a chance. am I not worth one chance." He pants, his hands still on my back. I gently move away. " I don't know if I can do the relationship thing. it's complicated, you are such a great guy, but-"
" One chance." he pleads. " I will show you, it will be worth it."
I gulp, Unsure of everything at that moment, but instead of just shooting him down, I find myself saying, " one chance."
