When the bell rang, I was out of there.
"Emma! Wait," I heard Sean call after me.
I stopped, tried to get myself together and turned to face him.
"That was for me, wasn't it?" he asked. "The love poem?"
"Don't be conceited," I lied. "It had nothing to do with you."
"Read it to me again," he said, tucking a piece of my hair behind my ear. His touch sent waves of a sensation...I'm not sure what....throughout my body.
I opened my back pack and breathed deep.
"It hurts so much
To see the way you look at her.
It hurts so much
To see the way you smile at her.
It hurts so much to realize
That smiles not meant for me
It hurts so much
Is this the way it has to be?" my voice broke and I angrily pushed a tear away.
"What do you want me to prove, Sean?" I asked.
"Prove that that isn't meant for me. Look me in the eye and tell me that you weren't thinking of me when you wrote that," his voice was demanding. It was like he wanted it to be for him. I looked him in the eye.
"It hurts so much
To want you so bad.
And it hurts so much," I stopped. I gave up.
"That's what I thought." His hands lightly brushed my cheek, my lips.
"Sean..." I began to protest, but the words died on my lips. Standing here, looking into Sean's deep, green blue eyes, it was like nothing mattered. It didn't matter that his friends were trouble makers. It didn't matter that he wasn't from a good family background. It didn't matter that I was hurting inside. It didn't matter that my books had fallen to the ground. All that mattered was us, and now...we were centimeters apart from each other. Our lips drawing closer by the second.
When he kissed me, I felt my knees go weak. He had never kissed me before...not like this. His lips were soft, tender; contrary to his haggard and rough appearance.
It was only when we parted that we noticed Lara and Jay standing beside us, gaping.
"What the hell is wrong with you, Cameron?" Jay asked. "You and Vampire playing tonsil hockey?"
"Its none of your damn business," he said. "You don't own me."
"What the hell is wrong with you Sean?" Lara asked.
"Oh shut up, you've been screwing Jay for a month. Do you think I am blind?"
Lara and Jay's eyes met and they fell silent.
Lara moved forward, touching Sean's arm, putting her arms around him. It was enough to make somebody puke. Her hands slid under his shirt as she nibbled his neck.
"What do you want, Lara?" he asked, seeing the pain it was causing me.
"You know what I want, Sean," she said seductively.
I closed my eyes and turned my back on them. I blinked to keep the tears from falling. I had to get out. I had to escape. I couldn't breath.