Chapter 7: Sami.
A/N: Sorry I've taken so long to update this, I've been adding in a lot to Ch. 6 and updating it as I go along, as I wasn't sure of a good place to finish it! This one's very short, as I'm planning on something for chapter eight which I've just started writing. Thanks for reading!
Down to you,
You're pushing and pulling me down to you,
But I don't know what I want.
I couldn't deny it, I did want to do this with Chris, but I suddenly felt incredibly uneasy as I felt him tugging on my hair and his free hand wandering down and pulling on my bra strap. I wasn't ready for this yet, which I totally wasn't expecting. I mean, I wanted to, but I wanted something special, not a quick thing before we were going to head off to school.
I had to tell him this, so I wriggled away a little bit and faced Chris, looking straight into his beautiful blue eyes and chewed on my bottom lip nervously, taking a deep breath. 'Chris, I.. I want this and everything, but.. I don't think I'm ready,' I whispered, worried about what he was going to say. 'This is the furthest I've ever gone with someone and.. I'm just not sure about any of this yet.' I looked away nervously and Chris took my hand and cupped my chin with his free one. I looked back up to find him looking right into my eyes with a serious, yet loving expression on his face.
'Shh, it's okay, I completely understand what you're saying..' he replied softly. 'To be honest, I love you even more for telling me and we don't have to do anything you're not completely ready for.' We both sat up and he kissed my forehead, pulling me into a gentle hug.
A wave of humiliation came over me and hot tears sprang to my eyes and ran down my cheeks. A sob escaped from my lips and Chris's arms tightened around me, then he froze. I buried my face into his shoulder, still crying and silently cursed myself for being so stupid. I felt really bad, as if I was messing him around, thinking I was ready and then changing my mind at the last minute. I knew I was old enough and everything, but I felt like such a child for not being ready to do anything with him.
Chris pulled me closer to him and smoothed a hand over my hair comfortingly, making me feel slightly better. He slowly let me go and took one look at my tear-stained face then silently kissed all of them away. I swallowed hard and bit my lip again. I closed my eyes for a second and he kissed me gently, then pulled away and looked at me, his face full of guilt. 'I'm.. sorry,' he said gently, 'I didn't even think about how you were feeling and if you were ready for this or not..' He looked at the clock and gave me an apologetic look. 'We'd better be getting to school, otherwise we'll be late.'
He took my hand and squeezed it one more time, then we both got dressed quickly and managed to get into school on time without anyone noticing that we'd arrived together.