Emeline Adams is in year 11 attending Truhman Grammar whereas she'll bump in to the boy, the boy that talks all his sarcastic remarks, the boy who gives her annoying stares in class , the boy who knows her better than most people, the boy who secretly cares for her? DISCLAIMER: none of these characters (besides Emeline) belong to me, All rights reserved to Author Alice Oseman :)

"We can't do this." I whisper as our lips re-connect, a tingling fire surging through my body as his hands ravage unexplored lands; my innocence dissipating away with every peck he trails down my neck. "I know we can't. That's why it's so exciting." He replies through kisses. His effortless charm intoxicates me; drowning me; hunting me; devouring me. "What if my brother finds out?" The perpetuated patter of the rain unable to subdue my groan as he digs his nails deeper into my skin. "Who cares." ********** Welcome to my story, where an innocent boy finds a not so innocent boy in his bed; where they do not so innocent things. - YOP