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The night sky finally came, as we pulled up to my house. I smiled to myself. Maybe this was a good day… I’m not exactly sure. This was only supposed to be a one time thing, one date...
He didn’t act like a total jerk the whole time, which was good.
The engine shut off, and I felt his hand touch mine. “I enjoyed tonight. It was fun.” He said.
“Yeah, I did too. Thank you.” I replied. I turned and opened up the door, so I can get away from him. The longer I stayed, I knew the longer I wouldn’t want to leave him.
Over these last few weeks of him pestering me, and not leaving me alone really got to me. On one hand, he sure as hell doesn’t act like a complete asshole like some people have told me. He was annoying, and too out of my league to begin with
On the other, I was like any other girl throughout school: I craved his attention. I liked the fact that someone like him was paying attention to me. I liked the way he touched me, and understood me in a way...
I honestly, don’t know what the fuck is wrong with me. I should not be going on dates with him. I shouldn’t have agreed to this. This was all a mistake.
I get out of the car, and I start to walk up the driveway, when I hear him get out of the car as well. Please don’t try to walk me to my door...
“Wait! At least let me walk you up to the door.” He said.
“I can walk myself up to the door, just fine.” I replied, while rolling my eyes.
“Well that’s what gentlemen do.” I hear him say, before he grabbed my arm, stopping me from walking inside my house.
As soon as he grabbed my arm, a wave on anxiousness settled in the bottom part of stomach. What is his deal with always grabbing my arm?
I look back at him, and could tell he wanted to. There was something in his eyes that showed me he cared. I wonder if this was a real, and not trying to trick me.
I will not fall for any dumb tricks, like what happened before.
“I’ll see you tomorrow then?” I asked him. He looked down and let go of my arm slowly. “Y-yeah, I’ll see you tomorrow, I guess.” He said. I noticed how he looked defeated. I know he’s been trying so hard to impress me..
And I have to say, he’s done alright. But I cannot allow him to win.
I shouldn’t be saying anything, but I couldn’t help it.
“I meant it… I really enjoyed tonight.” I spoke.
And with that, I walked inside, Hoping I wouldn’t regret those words.