I Know You'll Catch Me

Chapter 1

His strong cologne could be smelled from a mile away. It smelled like every other cologne; they all smell the same.
"Perhaps you would want to go to Chipotle, or Starbucks," Cody amusedly said to me.
I looked like a typical white girl. My leggings fit me tightly, hugging my curves. My crop top had a picture of Luke Hemmings on it, and my Uggs were black and sparkly. My bright blonde hair was in a (badly done) messy bun.
"Oh shut up!" I playfully punched him in the arm.
"Owe! Dude, you punch like a man."
"Be afraid." I made a devilish smirk at him as a I got out of the car.
We had arrived at Chipotle, my first time being there.
I felt a hand intertwine with mine. I looked down to see Tim's hand holding mine. I looked up at his beautiful green eyes behind his glasses.
He reached down and kissed my forehead. I started blushing as we stood in line to order our food.
"What would you like baby?" He asked me, with a warm smile on his face.
"A salad please." I asked the cashier.
"Coming right up," she said with a bright smile. "Will that complete your order?"
I looked at Cody. He shook his head.
"Nothing for me, thank you."
He payed for my salad, and we left with the salad in a to-go bag.
I sat down in the car, looking at my phone. Suddenly Cody grabbed my phone and put it in the console.
"Have I ever told you how beautiful your eyes are?" He asked, gazing into my eyes.
"They're just like yours." I playfully rolled by eyes and kissed him on the nose.
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His tongue was maneuvering through my mouth, fighting with my tongue.
We were currently on the couch, 'watching' our movie. I couldn't even tell you the name of the movie.
His hand meets my lower back, and his hand gives me shivers. It slowly moves up my back onto the back of my bra. He then continues his hand upward to my shoulder. Then gently slides his hand back to my lower back, making me want more, leaving me shivering.
I paused in between kisses for a breath.
"Babe,"-kissing-", why haven't we,"-kissing-", done it yet?"
He stopped kissing me. He sat upright on the couch.
"Anaboo, I told you. I want it to be special for you. I don't want you to feel pressured, either."
"How could I feel pressured after being with you for more than 3 years? We're 19 now," I concluded.
I walked up and went into the bedroom, him following me.
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I hope you all enjoyed it! It's my first chapter and I'm sorry if it's too boring and it went to fast. Hope you all like the rest.
- xoxoxo