In this story Puck and Sabrina are 17 and Daphne is 14!
"Are you drunk?" I asked.
"I don't know, am I?" Puck slurred. It was 2 a.m. Puck had been out all night, but that's not unusual for him so I wasn't worried about it. Him coming home drunk however was not like him. I helped Puck upstairs to his room and sat him down on his trampoline. I got up to leave, but he grabbed onto my arm. I stopped and turned.
"Don't leave me," He said sitting up.
"I have to go sleep. We have school tomorrow," I said.
"Please don't go," He said and he pulled me onto his trampoline. His breath was heavy with alcohol as he breathed on me.
"Why?" I asked.
"Why what?" he replied and leaned his head on shoulder.
"Why did you get drunk?" I asked.
"Because," He slurred.
"That's not a good answer," I replied. He lifted his head.
"Because, I love you," he said.
"What?" I asked completely shocked.
"I love you," He said and leaned his head back on my shoulder.
"Why would you get drunk if you loved me?" I asked.
"Because you don't love me back," He said honestly.
"Who said I didn't love you?" I asked.
"You did," He replied.
"I never said that," I said shaking my head.
"You implied it," he whispered. I turned around to look at him and he was forced to move his head off my shoulder.
"Puck I love you. As much as I tried to fight it, I can't. I love you," I said.
"You mean that?" he asked.
"Yes," I whispered.
He put his hands around my waist and kissed me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him back. I've dreamed so many times of doing this with him, of course he wasn't drunk in any of the dreams, but it was still nice.
He slipped his hands under my shirt and felt around my bare skin. He pulled off my t-shirt and pulled me down on top of him. He deepened the kiss more and my hands felt around his skin. His skin felt so nice against my bare skin and I didn't want to stop. The kiss gradually became softer, now that our hunger had been satisfied. When we finally stopped I slipped my shirt back on. I started to climb off the trampoline, but he stopped me.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"We have school tomorrow," I replied.
"Promise you'll remember me in the morning," Puck said.
"What are you talking about? How could I forget you?" I asked.
"Don't pretend like nothing happened. I don't want to be just friends," He explained. I walked back over to him and he put his arms around my waist and looked up at me.
"I promise I won't forget you," I said and kissed his forehead. He let me go and I left the room and fell asleep.
