He caught up with her quickly and tried to get her attention "Kat, wait, what's wrong?" She didn't turn around, nor did she stop walking, so he grabbed upper arm, but she wrestled herself free instantly "Don't touch me, Patrick… leave me alone!" she spat at him. It hurt her to say it as much as it hurt him to hear it…
What on earth had gotten into her all of a sudden? What did he do now? Well, he knew what he did, but he made sure she was okay with it and she sure as hell seemed to have enjoyed it! Yes, of course it had all happened a bit fast, but hey, he was only human… and a 18 year-old, male one at that… so come on, man, everybody knew a guy at that age had little to no control over their actions in situations like that. It's the hormones; the damn hormones! And her hair and her skin, whose smell was so intoxicating and it made him happy-dizzy every time he came close to her. He thought he showed more than enough control in the situation he had been in right there and then! Yes, it got a bit out of hand, but he handled it with as much respect towards her he could bring up! It's not his fault he was head over heals for her and she drove him crazy like that!
He stepped up his speed a bit and walked in front of her to face her "Kat, please, come on…"
She dropped head in her tracks and stared at him with red eyes "GO. AWAY!" then pushed him aside and ran up to the street and before he knew it, she had waved over a car and the last thing he saw was her getting into said car and driving off. With a total stranger!!! He could be some perv, a criminal, a rapist… a jock!!! This was so untypical for her… He started to get incredibly annoyed by her now. She was being stubborn and mean and so… AAARRRGGHH!!!! So HER! again, she simply drove him insane. Never before has any girl ever given him headaches and problems like this. He never had to work for it like this. He never had to chase a girl like that. They came to HIM! Except for her… Why his smooth looks and mysterious persona didn't wrap her around his finger within minutes of meeting him, he didn't know. He then remembered that that was exactly why he was so intrigued by her. She was not a stupid, blonde, easy airhead. She had substance and personality. She was just… worth it. And he wanted her!
The annoyance turned back into worry about her being in a car with some random stranger, in an obviously vulnerable and upset state. He jogged back to his bike and sped after her, but after standing there, dumbstruck, for like five minutes, trying to sort his head about her, the car she had gotten in was long out of sight. He had no idea where she would end up, but he figured she would have to go home eventually, so that's where he was headed.
More and more terrible scenarios about her with the stranger in the car emerged from his thoughts. He was so distracted, he almost got into an accident… Jesus Christ, she would be the death of him! He pulled up around the corner of her house, to not give away his presence to her dad. Not that he would be paying too much attention to that right now… he must have gotten a call from school by now and was probably livid. He drove pretty fast and the house was quiet, so he didn't think she was here yet, which did not help the matter at all. He thought about leaving to go look for her, but decided against it. Instead, he decided to climb up to her window and sneak into her room and wait for her…
And wait he did… for what seemed like several hours. He sat in a corner of her room, taking in his surroundings. The one time he had been in here, he was way too distracted with her. He never really looked around. He saw all the posters and concert tickets she had stapled to her wall. There was a Anti-flag flag above her bed and her Mom's record collection next to her bed. He was oh so tempted to look into her closet and drawers, but if she happened to pop in right that instance, he would end up in pain and/or jail. Also, he just simply had too much respect for her, as to invade her privacy like that. His thoughts instantly popped back to what had happened on his bike at the beach. He guessed that what happened there would be considered an invasion of privacy of some sort as well… he blushed a bit, but smiled as well. He remembered her face and her raspy voice, while he was touching her; how her skin felt underneath his fingers, the way she breathed against his mouth… "ooohhh no, buddy, don't go there!" he warned himself, while noticing a heat pooling in his stomach area again just thinking about it…
He snapped out of it when he heard a door slam and a adult, male, very fatherly voice start yelling in an angry fashion…
TBC…
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AN: Sorry, once again a smaller installment. I am so busy with other stuff, right now, but I wanted to post at least some of what I have up til now... I might post some more later on, but I can't promise anything... and THANKS for all the reviews and ideas, I'm glad you all like it. :) Sorry, if it is way OOC… :-/