"I love you, Jo. I always have."
"Kenny.."
"I want you."
So here's how it started. My name's Joanna Falcone, but you can call me Jo. The boy mentioned in the dialogue, is Kennedy Brock. Kennedy and I were good friends, and these past few weeks we've been hanging out a lot. & to be honest, I fell in love with him. How could I not?
He's perfect.
He's the perfect gentleman. He takes care of me, more than my own brother. He watches my favorite movies with me when I'm upset, even though he thinks they're lame. He didn't make fun of me when I cried during the Hannah Montana finale. See? He's perfect.
So, this whole show of affection was happening in my house, in my bed.
Kennedy wanted to sleepover because he couldn't take being at home. The atmosphere was too depressing for him, since his relatives were staying with him family for a while, and everyone kept fighting. So, like a good best friend, I let him sleepover.
Before he came over, he got into a fight with an uncle, who told Kennedy that he didn't appreciate anything that he had. This uncle of his, also said some nasty things about Kenny's parents, and eventually, Kennedy's parents kicked the uncle out. But, his wife remained.
This man's wife, starting verbally abusing everyone; especially Kennedy. Kennedy said some hurtful things, and then came over to my house in tears. He told me what happened, and asked me if he could stay. So, I let him.
"You are not sleeping on the couch, Kennedy. You take my bed." I argued with him softly, as everyone else in my house was already asleep.
"Well, I'm sure as hell not letting you sleep on the couch."
"Please, just sleep here." I said, while walking to the door.
"Jo, wait." Kennedy said, while pulling my hand.
"Stay with me." He said.
"What?"
"I don't want to be alone. Please.." He pleaded.
"Sure." I nodded.
We got into bed, and turned off the lights.
"Jo, I hope you don't mind." He said, while wrapping his arms around me as my back faced him. "I usually hug something when I sleep." He whispered.
"Um, sure."
"Thanks."
"If you don't mind me asking, what do you usually hug at home?"
"I keep another pillow.."
"So that's why you keep two pillows."
"Mhm." He said, while pulling me closer.
"Goodnight, Kennedy."
"Goodnight."
This boy gave me chills.
15 minutes later, I was still wide awake. I couldn't even move, because Kennedy was so close to me. I started cracking my knuckles slowly, to occupy myself.
"Still awake?" I heard Kennedy speak.
"Yeah.. Did I wake you?"
"Nope. I've been awake as well. I can't sleep."
"Oh." I said, while turning to face him.
"Hi." He said while smiling.
"Hey."
"Thank you, again."
"For what?"
"Letting me stay the night."
"No problem."
Everything went silent. Kennedy and I just lay there, staring at each other.
He started inching his face closer to mine, until I felt his hot breath on my face.
& that's when he kissed me.
I pulled away a few seconds later, and just looked at him.
"I.. I'm sorry.." He said.
"No.." I said, while kissing him again.
He kissed back, and got on top of me. Things got pretty heated for 2 minutes, until I pulled away to catch my breath.
And that's where I started.
"I love you, Jo. I always have." Kennedy whispered.
"Kenny.."
"I want you." He said, while coming closer.
"Kennedy, I love you."
"Really?"
"Yes, really." I said, while he kissed me again, and started playing with the edge of my t-shirt.
"Kennedy, no. Not here. Not now." I said, while pulling away.
"You're right, I'm sorry."
"There's no need to apologize.. We're just moving too fact."
"Yeah.."
"Look, let's just get some sleep." I said, as he lay down next to me.
"Goodnight, Kenny." I said.
"Goodnight. I love you, Jo." He said while wrapping his arms around me.
"I love you too."