At Billy's Touch...

His touch drives me wild. When his fingertips brush my arm I can't help but flinch. When he stands over me I want him to just... Just... I don't know, it's crazy and against what I've been taught. I can't stand him but I need him. I don't want him to be near me but I want for him to stare me in the eye only inches away, but do I dare make a mistake that could ruin my chances of college and a life past this end-of-year fling between us.