Poppy

I felt my legs cringe as I got up. As I stepped out of my bed and headed toward the bathroom I realized just how puffy my eyes were. According to the mirror I have been crying all night. Now that I think about it...

"Trouble. You know I've never felt this way about anyone before. And you mean so much to me." his hand caressed my cheek while my hand slid down to my waist.Oh how much those memories made me sad. I miss him so much, but then again I don't. He hurt me when I was so broken and vulnerable. Right when I was about to let people into my world after those empty years without my mom.

"Freddie I don't quite know what to say. I never have had such strong feelings for a guy before, and you know me so well it's just I've been hurt in the past and I--"
His lips crashed into mine knocking me back slightly but his hand slipped to my back and caught me. I threw my arms around his neck and hoped that I was strong enough to stay on my toes and continue to reach up, and kiss him. I continued knotting my fingers through his curly blonde hair while he helped support my weight. Seconds after the kiss was deepened he picked me up and tucked my legs around his waist. My hands stayed linked to his neck as our faces never seemed to split apart.

I jumped into the shower and turned the nozzle to the right for the most part. The hot water attacking my skin in gulfs was calming and painful at the same time. But I just closed my eyes as I tried to unknot my hair with the lavendar conditioner I had brought from home with me. Kate's body washed mixed pretty well too, it was fresia. As I got out of the shower, I Remembered how I forgot to take clothes in with me. Hopefully nobody sees me, because I had a feeling that my eyes were still puffy and red despite the hot shower.

The cold air hit my skin almost instantly. The towel I had wrapped around the middle of my body felt like it wasn't there. I forgot how cold England gets, and especially how chilly in the morning. I slowly tiptoed over to my suitcase and started rummaging through it looking for my essentials for the day.

"Hey Kate where's my--" I looked up from what was in my hands only to see a dumfounded Andrew standing in the doorway looking at me. First I felt embaressed. Then angry. But finally I go shy and focused my gaze on my hands.

"I am so sorry I wasn't thinking at all," He said. I still felt his eyes on me, so I knew he that he hadn't moved an inch since he spoke those words of apology.

"It's alright. I just wasn't thinking when I forgot to take my clothes with me in the bathroom. I think Kate is downstairs if you are looking for her," I felt my face slowly ascend upward to face him - or most likely start heading back to the bathroom to get some clothes on.

"Have you been crying Poppy?" He took several steps forward until he was just inches from me. I didn't move, and I didn't respond. Hopefully he would just drop it and let me change. Hopefully he doesn't try to talk about it right now. Because I doubt I can talk about what I dreamed about last night while in just a towel, while with the boy who I think I am slowly falling for right now. Heck no.

"Yes, but it's nothing really, I swear."

"It doesn't seem like nothin. Will you want to talk about it after you get changed?" Okay so atleast he is reasonable. He's going to let me change. I couldn't help but that think that Freddie wouldn't let me get comfortable in my own clothes. All he would do is make me sit and talk to him now. Did I like that he was pushy? Or did I completely utterly hate it? Not sure...

"Sure just gimme a bit," He nodded and I went into the bathroom to change. Millions of thoughts were running through my mind at this moment. Then I remembered, that Freddie wasn't the only one I dreamed about last night...

"Hey Drew how was the game?" I approached Andrew who was drenched in sweat and had a t-shirt over his uniform top. He hugged me as he stepped towards me to talk.

"That last goal was for you," he kissed my cheek and I hit him playfully.

"You are all sweaty! Don't hug me then I'll smell," I smiled. Talking with him felt so natural. Now that I go to Stanford with him, am on the lacrosse team, and get to watch him play soccer or write songs everyday. Being together is perfect. I couldn't help but make my smile grow at these thoughts.

"Ah come on," He slowly came towards me as I slowly backed away from him. "It's just salt water. You know it's good to sweat, right Poppy? Hmm," He lunged and picked me up and his free hand started tickling me while I was over his shoulder. I squirmed and screamed begging for him to stop.

"Drew...Please...Ha! Ow.. It .. Tickles! Ha! Andrew!" Damn this boy doesn't give up. "Put...Ha! Me... Down!!" I managed to get out.

"Put you down? Very well then." He stopped tickling me as he walked over the campus and back to the dorm where I was staying at. Luckily I got the sophmore/freshman dorm, which was the same one that Andrew was at. Which made it all the better for slumber parties and late night chats.

"Where the bloody hell are you taking me? I asked you to put me down!" I looked at him with confusion as he only helped but laugh at me.

"Oh fine then. You wanna go down? Then here ya go, here's down," I felt his arms loosen from around me as we were standing near the fountain in the middle of the garden. It was only 6, but the sun was fading away into the clouds so there was a blanket of midnight blue over the sky. My mind quickly grasped what he was about to do.

"Don't you dare drop me in there!" I gripped onto him tightly before he could let me drop into the fountain. My eyes wide with exhaustion, and a slight mixture of fear.

"Ahh, so you don't want me to drop you?" He smirked. I can really tell he's enjoying this!!!

"No Drew. Please don't put me down," I smiled sweetly. His charm was clearly too much for me to handle right now. I always gave into him. God knows why, but it kind of made our relationship interesting.

"Of course I won't drop you darling. Just gimme a kiss," He puckered his lips and motioned for me to kiss him with his free hand that he took off of my waist. I felt myself slowly getting closer to the ground and knew that it was my cue to lean in. I met his lips right where they were and put everything I could muster up, behind it. His lips fought back mine with passion and desire as his hand found it's way back to my lower back. It felt good, and I felt the strength of his biceps against my petite - somewhat muscular - body. I didn't want to stop, so I didn't. It wasn't until I felt his head recline the slightest that I knew we should be heading back to our dorms to start on some essays that would be due the following monday.

"That's all I asked for. Not so hard, was it?" He smiled his heart melting smile. I felt my body shake with the chills as I nodded with awe.

"Do you want to be put down now?" His voice softened as he spoke. We had some how moved over toward a bench in the park - which was not anywhere close to the fountain.

I shook my head. "I think I'm good right here," I smiled in response to his smile and he leaned in again planting a kiss on my forehead. Then my cheek. My heart nearly jumped out of my chest. I had the feeling that I could get used to this...

I stared back into the mirror feeling the hairs on my head standing up with the chill that was posessing my body. I threw on the jeans that I had brought into the bathroom with me, and matched them with the red and black tank top. I threw on a jumper and took a deep breath. If anything, I should be happy. He cares about me, and I shoulld want to return that. I took a deep breath stepping into the room feeling the cold air hit me once again.

"Let's talk."

Yeah! Another chapter... Ideas guys... I need them... :) Oh, and 3 day weekend coming up! I have a soccer tourney so idk how much I can post... but I'll try my hardest I swear. School has been a madhouse. I'm pretty good with updating though, right? :)

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Em