"I don't want to be that girl." I said shakily, taking a step back. He looked confused. "Why not?" He asked me stepping forward. "Because that means I fall in love with... some boy and I don't want that. I don't want to lose myself because of some silly feeling." I choked out stepping back again only to meet the wall. "Some boy? Babe, it's usually not just some boy." He said smirking surrounding me. There was no way out now, he had me trapped. He was closing in, his target, my lips. I licked them self-consciously while staring into his eyes looking for an escape, any weak points. ---------I got the idea for this short short short-story from this image/text-post I saw on tumblr and when I went back I couldn't find it so I just googled it and got the pic you'll see in the story-------