So I know this is not the best I have done and I am pretty aware I can do better but this is something that I wanted to tell becuase it kind of happened last night...Nevermind. I hope you like it and sorry if I have some ( and by "some" I mean LOTS) grammar errors; this is unbeta...I don´t ownt the show, the characters or anything except the story line.
You could barely breathe. Emotions rushed as his fingers traveled through your face. He was so gentle with you. His tenderness was melting you and all you can do was to want more. You moved closer to catch his lips but he was faster. He pushed you against the bed again and sat on your stomach. You smiled at him and he made a funny grin. He was trying to smile at you but he couldn´t; he didn´t know how.
"What are you doing?" you asked softly. He sighed and then kissed your palm.
"I have no idea." he whispered back.
You nodded and then closed your eyes as you focus your attention on his hands; one traveling down your back and the other one caressing your cheek. Both of you over your bed, with the lights of the apartment off and the city making is usual noise everything seemed perfect. You wanted to feel his lips already; you have waited already too long. You have waited almost a year and you were impatient.
"Closer." you begged him as you half opened your eyes. There he was; staring at you. "Please." he bent over and kissed your forehead.
"I can´t" he said to you.
Suddenly his body was gone. You sat up and hugged yourself as you watched him get his shoes and his jacket. You just wanted a kiss. All you ever wanted was him and, as usual, he was walking away.
"Gary?" you asked. Your voice broke and a tear fell from your left eye. He turned and looked at you. His hand was already over the door."Is this how you planned it?"
He looked down ashamed and disgust. You know he didn´t want it to end like that. He never wanted to take things so far. "No."
You took a big breath and then, closing your eyes, you became brave. "Do you like it?" He is still looking at the floor but you knew he was paying attention to you. "Do you like me?"
He kept quiet as you tried the best not to let a sob break through your lips. Suddenly he shcoked his head. You stared at him for some more seconds before realizing that was his answer. "Fine." You felt your voice break at the end of the word. Slowly you hid your face between your legs and listened him walk away. When he heard the door being closed he let a choked scream escape from his throat.
At the other side of the wall a young teen was biting his mouth trying to keep himself from sobbing to loudly. With his back against the wall he couldn´t hear your cries but he could feel your pain. What was he doing? Why was he letting the only thing he wanted go?
"I don´t know..." he thought but he was aware what was wrong with him. He was scared. He was scared of what everyone would say. He was scared it was wrong. He was scared because he had never loved someone the way he loved you. And now he had broken you. He had hurt you. Closing his eyes he ran away from your house and disappeared among the crowd of people that were walking toward their homes.
Cuddled between your pillows and sheets you fell asleep between 12 and 1 o´clock in the morning. You still had some tears in your cheeks but you were too tired. Too tired of crying and thinking about what had you done wrong. Asleep you were finally in peace, you finally felt calm and unbroken. The sad thing was that you knew the moment you returned to the real world the pain would return. But all you could do now was sleep and escape for some hours. Escape from the pain and from the disappointment.
