Warrin

*I pull away, a little flustered. I don't like the feeling of Heather's lips against mine. I prefer the taste of...... other things. I look at you, hoping you didn't notice*

*I chuckle again and hold you tighter. I can't help but notice how soft your hair is, and how good you smell. I can't help but think about how much I'd love to kiss you right now. But I know I can't, so I just hold you and enjoy the moment.*

*we're sat on the bleachers, looking at the empty field below. We're waiting for Heather's dad to pick her up, and then I'm driving you back to my house so we can play games and shit. I notice Heather looks cold, so I shrug my sweater off and wrap it around her shoulders. I lean back against the bleachers, I don't mind the cold much.*

*I watch them in silence the cold her hitting my skin I sigh looking away acting fine but my heart says a different story*

*I notice you staring at me and I raise an eyebrow. I can tell you're not okay. I know you're jealous, but I don't know how to make it better. I don't know if you even feel the same way about me. I just know that I'm in love with you.*

Where the hell are you going? *pulls U-turn illegally, tires screeching* Not that I care. *follows from a distance, staying in the shadows of the streetlights*

What the hell. *parks illegally, following inside*