CHAPTER 4

My eyes fluttered open, my body felt sore. 'What the, Why am I sore?' I thought to myself, my muscles screaming for me to stop moving. I slowly lifted my protesting muscles and looked around. I started to feel panicked; I didn't recognize anything around me. My heart started beating; I could feel it ringing in my ears. Where the hell was I? I griped the sheets, wait what? SHEETS!? I looked down and gave a big sigh of relief.

"Ok phew I still got my clothes on, nothing to bad could have happened" I thought out loud. Just the possibility that I could have been kidnaped and tortured, but you know nothing to big… I rolled around in the bed still thinking of all the possibilities. Then I got a sniff of the pillow, yes I stiffed the freaking pillow. My eyes closed in content basking in the musky smell. I know this smell, it's Scott's sent…

"WAIT A FLIPPIN MINUTE!" I screamed my eyes snapping open, ripping myself away from the lovely smell. I was in Scott's room. This was Scott's pillow.

"I'm in Scott McCall's room. I'm in Scott McCall's room…." I just kept repeating that last sentence over and over again as I looked around Scott's room. I heard movement down stairs and I suddenly become a little nervous. Not that I was complaining or anything for being in his room, but I've never had a boyfriend or anything so I have no idea what to do in a situation like this. When the unknown person got close to the door I thought the best idea would be to pretend to be asleep. I closed my eyes and began to falsely snore. The door opened and I was tempted to peek out to see who it was, but I forced myself to keep up my act. I heard the person sigh and give a short laugh.

"I know you're awake" came Scott's smooth voice. I blushed furiously and looked at him.

"How did you know" I asked curiously. Wandering how he could tell. Heh maybe I was putting to much confidence in my acting skills.

"You're a terrible actor, and I know you don't snore" I grimaced when he said that, note to self, work on acting skills. Then my eyes widened, how did he know I didn't snore when I slept? He must have read my mind because he blushed and started coughing a little bit.

"I- I meant that uh- what I meant by that is uhmm" he stuttered out as he tried to explain his stalker actions. I just laughed and told him not to worry too much about it, it's not like he was actually stalking me and watching me while I slept, right? I don't know if I would be happy about that, or seriously freaked out.

We had a starring contest for about five minutes before Scott's phone went off. He coughed and excused himself, while he went to go talk on the phone. I crept to the door, my curiosity getting the better of me.

"Yeah, yeah Stiles she's fine. What no, she doesn't seem to remember anything about last night. Yeah I'll ask her. Okay? Alright talk to you later." He spook in a hushed voice obviously not wanting me to hear. I heard the clink of his phone and started to panic. I wasn't that great at being stealthy either. I turned around hoping he wouldn't see me. I looked out into the hall way making sure he was still there, but to my surprise he wasn't. I looked around furiously, trying to find some hint of where he had gone, but I saw nothing. I started to panic and wander how the hell I was going to explain to him why I was roaming his house.

"Looking for someone?" asked an all too familiar voice, his breath sending shivers down my spine. I yelp and quickly turned around, coming mere inches from his face. I blushed furiously, but I found myself not being able to look away. His eyes where so beautiful, they reminded me of smooth velvety chocolate. And again we had a starring contest, only this time his eyes just kept getting closer almost like he was moving. Then, being the dumbass I am, realized that he was moving, very slowly towards my face. Again I started to panic, man I seemed to be doing that a lot lately, was that even healthy? Anyway I started to panic, not really knowing what to do. I had never kissed a boy before, now I know what you're saying. "What you're 16 and you've never kissed a boy before. Come on your pulling my leg right?" That is where I would reply with a no, I've never in my life kissed a boy or girl before. I've kissed my cat, does that count? Probably not, but who the hell cares?

I could feel his breath on my skin and I will tell you it wasn't a bad feeling at all. I felt a warm almost burning feeling erupt in my stomach. I started to lean forward as well, thinking maybe it will quicken the kiss that was about to go down. Our lips now only centimeters apart; almost touching. Then I felt it, the warmth of skin meeting skin. My breath heightened and I wrapped my arms around his neck, causing him to wrap his around my waist.

This was so wrong, so, so wrong. I kept repeating, but it felt so right. The burning in my stomach started to increase as the kiss got deeper and steamier. I then felt his tongue lick the bottom of my lip and I froze. I didn't know what to do, he pulled away looking hurt and confused. I just blushed and looked down. I knew I should give him and explanation, but I was super embarrassed.

"I- I've never kissed a boy like that before" I whispered, looking up at him hoping he understood. His face went from being hurt and confused to relieved and confused.

"You've never had a boyfriend before?" He asked clearly shocked.

"Does dreaming of having a boyfriend count?" I asked in a joking manner. He laughed and shook his head.

"No, but if that boy was me then I might reconsider" he joked back, sending me a wink. I laughed a nervous laugh. What was I supposed to say, "Well then you better start reconsidering cause I have a stalker obsession with you?" Uh no thank you, I don't feel like being called a freak. I blushed and looked anywhere but his face hoping he couldn't tell that I was in fact dreaming of the day he became my boyfriend. His eyes widened and he blushed, a small smile playing on his perfect lips. By this point we were both sitting against his hallway wall.

"You really dreamed about me being your boyfriend?" he asked, not really looking for an answer, but I gave him one anyway.

"Welp looks like the jig is up. Yes" I breathed "I've dreamed of you being my boyfriend since seventh grade." Again I looked anywhere but his face, ohhh looky the floor seems really interesting, why don't I just staring there for a while. His eyes widened for what seemed like the hundredth time that day and he looked at me, observing me closely.

"Why" he asked, almost darkly; like he didn't deserve to have someone have a crush on him for so long. It was my turn to be shocked; I sat there thinking about my answer.

"Because you're beautiful" I started. "Your face is perfect, you imperfections making you so much more real than everyone else. Your eyes, they just shine all the time, you never seem sad. Your personality, your caring and protective of your friends, I bet you'd fight for them even if it meant your own life was on the line huh? Everything about you is something I wish I could have always been that I want to be. I guess you could say opposites attract. You're confident, something I could never be. You're brave and fierce, never wanting to give up. Most importantly, you're a leader and not afraid to let everyone know what's on your mind. You're everything I'm not and that's why I like you." I finished, not even caring what he had to say. I had been waiting since I first saw him in seventh grade to tell him that, now I finally got to and it felt good.

"Wow" he said "No one's ever said that to me before, not even Allison." He looked at me smiling a goofy smile. I returned that smile with a sad one. He had Allison so why was I even trying? Why did I even kiss him? God I was so stupid, he had a girlfriend and I kissed him.

"You and Allison" I stated "You and her are still going out and I kissed you. God what kind of horrible person am I? I just kissed a taken man!" I started freaking out and felt like crying. I felt so ashamed, horror was written all over his face once he realized the mistake he made, that mistake being me.

"Look I should really go." I said standing up quickly "I'll have Stiles explain to me what happened last night" I hurriedly made my way to his front door.

"Wait Kaylee you don't have to go" He said now standing up too. I shook my head needing some clear air.

"No I really should, look I'll talk to you at school okay?" I said. I saw him shake his head before I shut the door behind me, but not before seeing his broken face. I felt bad, but he needed to get his priorities straight. If he wanted me then he would have to leave Allison, but if he wanted Allison then he would have to forget anything that happened between me and him.

(A/N- okay I know I promised this earlier than I gave it and im sorry! I've been so busy with working out and school work that I haven't had time. I know excuses but all well its here now let me know what you think! ~KayleeNixx)