Part 3

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"Sure, Leon, I would like that. I actually had feelings for you too." Stupid! He didn't ask you that! Ugh stop embarrassing yourself!

"R-really?"

"Y-yeah. . . I was too scared to tell you. . ." Now I'm the one shaking bad. His dark eyes pierce through mine, straight to my soul. I find myself staring at his lips. My cheeks flush and I look away. Aw man. I really want to kiss him. I glance at his lips again, but, again, quickly look away. My heart is beating so fast. I can feel my face is all red.

"H-hey" His voice startles me and I immediately look at him, wide eyed. "Can I k-kiss you--Er--Do you want to. . . kiss?"

"Yes" Shit! Don't sound so desperate! "I mean sure. If you want to." Ugh. Of course he wants to, why would he have asked if he didn't want to? Or maybe he is just being polite...but that doesn't even make sense. Arg this is too complicated!

"If you don't wanna kiss we don't have to" he trembles.

"N-no that's not what I meant...er..do you wanna just go for it?" What did i just say oh my god.. Stupid stupid stupid!

"Ok" he leans in and we close our eyes and lip lock. My heart skips a million beats but it is also racing faster than I can keep up with. I lose myself in the moment and it all comes back. This is why I love this guy so much. When I'm with him nothing else in the whole world matters. And I also feel so safe with him. It's comfortable and right. It's starting to get heated and kissing starts to transition to making out.

"Oh my, am I interrupting something?" says a voice about five feet away. Leon and I jump away from each other and look towards the sound. There stood the loudest mouth on earth: Abbigail. Suddenly I tune back into the real world, out of the transe I was just in, and I realize that if Abby opens her mouth it would be bad for both Leon and me. "My apologies but I suggest you two just get a room next time instead of flashing whatever poor soul wanders near your disgusting and unholy behavior." Oh. My. God. Why does this bitch always poke her nose into other people's business. I wouldn't really care except she has a way of turning things against someone and holding things above their head and using it as blackmail even if you initially didn't really care if it got out. I should know. That was essentially my entire middle school life. And its dumb because im one of those people with the mentality of so what if it gets out because everyone will forget about it soon anyway and it will only be a big deal if i act like its a big deal. I kissed a boy at camp. So what. That's all anyone will know anyway.

So, I roll my eyes and tell her, "sure Abby whatever you want." I wanted to say something snarky and mean about her being full of shit, but I guess being mature is a good thing. But maybe I should have. Because, right after i finished speaking, Abby had the AUDACITY to walk up to Leon and tag him back to his base. "Are you fucking kidding me? We were having a conversation asshole!" I scream at her and continue my enraged glare--yeah. Not my best moment.

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