I started this story a really long time ago, and I randomly remembered about it the other day. So I'm going to try and finish it, because I did like this story. BUT the problem is I cannot remember what I had planned for it, so I'm going to have to make it all up from here. Hope it's not completely horrible.
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Previously:
Aaron and Sarah had jumped in Aaron's truck. But that wasn't my main concern. When they started the truck up, they turned the headlights on…
So when I pulled back a bit, from the glare of light, I realised with a shock, that I had seen this guy before…
Before I could say anything to him, we both looked up to see the cop cars coming over the hill. We had about 5 minutes before they reached us.
The guy grabbed my hand and bolted, I didn't know where we were going but the opposite direction of the cops seemed like a great plan at the moment. Just when I thought I couldn't run anymore, he pulled me behind this huge tree that had a kind of hide in the trunk. The cop cars went straight by us, about 2 minutes later. I guess they were more worried about catching all the kids getting away in cars then trying to find where we were hiding.
We stood there panting for about another 5 minutes, just waiting and making sure they cops weren't coming back for us. Then he grabbed my hand again, and ran at a right angle to were the cops had driven off from. We still hadn't said a word to each other. At this point I didn't know what to say to him. I had just randomly kissed a guy in the woods, who while I may recognise him; I couldn't tell you his name to save my life.
But he had just saved me from the police, so he couldn't be a completely horrible guy….unless he was just trying to get laid….
We had been walking for a while when we finally reached a black hummer. He told me to jump in. I barely had the door closed as he took off. Once I caught my breath and managed to get my seat belt on – with his driving I was definitely going to need it. – We fell into an awkward silence.
I was racking my brain to come up with something to say to this guy, but for once in my like I was speak less.
I had seen him before; he had been in a couple of my classes. But apparent from that I really couldn't tell you much else about him – apparently from the fact that he would be one of the last guys I would consider hooking up with. No scratch that! I wasn't meant to be hooking up with ANYONE here. I was just supposed to be surviving out this year and going back home to my awesome boyfriend, getting married and living happily ever after.
Oh shit, I'm going to have to tell Jake about this, and he is going to get mad and dump me. Then I'm going to get depressed and ruin any chance I have of having a good year, no. I don't need to tell him. It's not like I planned to kiss this guy. It probably won't even happen again. No. definitely doesn't need to tell him. No point in ruining everything we have over one meaningless kiss. Plus this guy probably won't want anything to do with me tomorrow, especially once I tell him I'm not going to sleep with him. Yes. Definitely no point in telling him.
Yes. I'm rambling. I realised this. Just in time to realise we had actually stopped in front of the dorms. Wow! Wonder how long we had been sitting here. And this guy! He is just sitting there starring at me….
I didn't know what to do. He was obviously waiting for something. So I just said a quick "thank-you" and went to open the door.
Apparently this was not what he was waiting for.
He reached over, grabbed my arm, spun me around….
And Kissed me.
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