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CHAPTER FOUR

English class was a total and complete waste of time. We had a vocabulary test. I didn't study for it, I already knew all of the words.

I snuck a few peaks at Abigail. She didn't seem to have too much trouble with the test, she didn't look really stressed out or anything. She looked pretty relaxed actually.

The test was over along with the day. I sighed, I wanted to have more classes with her. I wanted to talk to her more. I wanted to hear her laugh more. I got into my car and started driving home. Everyone else was already at home probably, I was driving extremely slow today.

I turned on the radio just to distract my mind a little bit. But Abigail wouldn't get out of my mind, and oddly enough, I didn't want her to get out of my mind.

Once I got home I saw Esme and my mom talking. Emmett, Jasper and my dad were playing some video game. Well Emmett and Jasper were playing, my dad was just watching.

Once I walked into the room everyone turned to me. I just stood there for a second, "I uh, drove slowly today."

Then I started heading towards my room, "I'll be in my room if anyone needs me."

I headed up the stairs and threw my bag somewhere in my room. I sat on the windowsill and just looked out into the forest. A few minutes later my dad came in to my room. I forgot that we needed to talk. Oh well, might as well get it over with.

"Hey dad."

"We need to talk." He took the chair from my desk and moved it so that he was sitting across from me.

"Yeah, I know." We both didn't talk, we were never really good at these father-son heart to hearts.

He said, "We really aren't."

Stop reading my mind.

"Sorry, it's a habit, it's kind of hard to just turn it off."

"It's okay…what did you want to talk about?"

"Let's go for a run."

"Um, okay," we opened a window and started running. We stopped in the middle of the woods a few miles away.

I sat down on a log and turned to my father, What do you want to talk about?

He looked down for a moment then said, "Well, I've heard that you've been thinking about this Abigail girl."

I looked at the ground, it was kind of embarrassing to talk about.

"You don't need to be embarrassed. I mean I thought about Bella all the time, I still do."

"Okay…" I didn't really understand where this conversation was going.

"I just wanted to say that if you needed anything, that I was here. I know that you don't really want anyone else, er aware of this. But it's okay to um think about Abigail, and you don't need to…okay I am completely making no sense with this."

I smiled, "It's okay dad, don't worry about it. I get what you're saying, kind of."

He smiled back at me, "Just know that, uh, I'm here."

"Thanks." I looked at the sky, it was getting dark.

My dad realized it was getting late, "Let's head back."

I nodded my head and we started running back to the house.

My dad went into his bedroom and I went in mine. I got showered and changed into my sweatpants- ha, take that Alice! I went to my bed and fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. I once again let thoughts of Abigail fill my unconscious mind.

It was now Thursday. We couldn't to school yesterday because it was sunny outside, meh, sun. I just sat in my room all day, playing the guitar. My dad always wanted me to play the piano, but I found guitars a lot more interesting. My mom and I learned how to play the guitar together. We learned how to play pretty quickly.

Abigail and I talked a lot. We actually became good friends, but that worried me. What if we were just friends? I didn't want that. I didn't want that at all. I wanted to be more than that, so much more than that. But if being friends meant that I could talk to her, then I was sort of content. Sort of, not really.

How can I be friends with someone who I want to pull in my arms and kiss every second of every day?

We were in English class now. Every so often I would look up at her and catch her looking at me and she would look down and vise versa. The bell in English rang, it was the end of the day, which meant that I had to leave Abigail yet again.

I got my books together and put them in my bag. Everyone left and Abigail and I were the only ones left in the room. Just as she was walking away from her desk, she tripped over one of the seats and started falling to the floor.

Immediately I took a big step over to her and held my arms out to catch her. One of my arms slid around her waist while my other hand went to cradle her head so it wouldn't hit the ground.

After that, I just kind of forgot everything. Everything sort of went in slow motion after that. The warmth of her body felt so good against mine. Her skin looked so smooth and soft, I just had to touch it…

I moved my hand from her head to her cheek. I ran my thumb over her cheek bone and found myself getting completely lost in her eyes again. Once I pulled away from her eyes I found her lips.

So beautiful.

I leaned down, ready to kiss her, she leaned forward a little bit too. Her arms moved to my shoulders, I leaned forward a bit further, my lips just barely grazing hers, with my hand still cradling her chee-

Oh my god. My hand, it was on her face. Oh my god.

Abigail's eyes were closed. I pulled back and removed my hand from her face as fast as possible. I put both arms around her waist to help her stand without falling. Her hands went to my upper arms to help steady herself. Once she was steadied I slowly pulled back and her arms dropped to her side.

"I…um…I'm sorry…um…are you…" gosh I was stuttering like an idiot, "Um are you okay?"

She nodded her head. Her head was looking towards the ground and a strand of hair fell into her face. I moved it back behind her ear. My hand grazed her face again.

Stop it Anthony. Stop being so stupid.

I am such an idiot. I was supposed to be careful and now the most beautiful girl of existence probably thought that I was even more of a freak then I already was.

And I was just standing in the middle of my English classroom just staring at Abigail like an idiot.

Quickly I picked up my bag and said, "Um, my family is waiting for me. I guess I'll see you tomorrow?"

She nodded her head and then grabbed her bag. She walked out of the room and turned right. I walked out of the room and turned left.

I spent the rest of the night just thinking about what the heck I was going to do.

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