Forbidden Chapter Four~Two weeks after that night~You ever get the feeling that maybe you should slow down, wait a bit, but at the same time you just can't wait any longer? You don't want to risk anything by going quickly, but don't want to risk anything by going slow? Is it bad or good to wait? You don't want to wait, lose your chance, chicken out, never know what could've been. You just want to do it now and get it over with. However, that feeling stays put in the back of your mind that things don't always go as planned and you should just watch as everything gets laid out for you. But you're impatient. So many questions run through your mind. Finally, you dec
Forbidden Chapter Three I smiled at him, pulling him to our shelf of movies. He didn't try to take his hand away, nor did I. He simply stood beside me with a happy little grin as he looked through the movies. I squeezed his hand as I finally tore my gaze from him to look through the movies myself. However I was still in a bit of shock. I guess he just thinks this is what friends do. I mean, he is 18 and should know holding hands with another guy at this age usually doesn't mean friends. But I guess seeing as he hasn't had many friends in his life, he just doesn't understand."Ooh," I heard him squeak, making me giggle lightly. "I love this movie!"He had pulled o
Forbidden Chapter Two~Saturday morning~I decided to wake up early to tidy up my room a bit before Dahvie came over. And I won't lie, another part of getting up early was to make sure I looked my best, without looking like I tried to hard. I guess you could say I had a tiny crush on Dahvie. Though nothing much yet, I mean, I only met him two days ago.Yesterday, we finished the majority of our project in class. Unlike everyone else in the class, we didn't have much to talk about other than a few topics that quickly diminished from both of us being incredibly shy. I'm not as shy as him, however, but I could still feel the awkward tension in the air. It didn't he
Forbidden Chapter 1*beep beep beep*I groaned as I slapped the source of the most annoying sound known to man. I hate mornings so much. Rolling over, I tossed my blanket over my head, beginning to drift back asleep."Jayy," I hear a voice a few minutes later. "Jayy, honey, wake up. You're going to be late for school.""I don't want to go," I whined, curling up into a ball and hiding my face even more into my pillows. I heard a sigh before I was surrounded by cool air and blinding light."You'll get up right now or you'll never see your precious phone again.""Fine, no one talks to me anyways," I argued, grabbing my pillow and placing it over my head. It di