Thank you all for your reviews! I was sitting in all my classes today with a big ass smile on my face as I read your thoughts! Thank you all for your support it really means a lot! I'm trying not to move Christian and Ana's relationship too fast, but I will always give them their moments like you witnessed in the last chapter and this chapter! As the story progresses I will be making Ana stronger and a little more out spoken. I feel she needs her voice (not only physically but mentally and emotionally). We're almost getting to the really good parts involving Ana's mom and Elena!
Enjoy this next chapter!
During the rest of the weekend, Mia filled me in on her little outing with the boy she left with during the party. She was fawning all over this guy, whatever his name was. All I kept hearing was "Oh Ana he so sweet", "Oh Ana, he is so cute", "You really should meet him, he's charming" and blah, blah, blah. Yeah, she didn't have to deal with coming up with a lie to tell Christian. He never would have let her gone off with some guy late at night. I could only imagine what Grace would have said if Christian were to mention it. So me being the one stuck in the middle, I had to lie to Christian. It took me the whole end of the party to come up with something relatively good and convincing. There wasn't a lot I could come with; I mean it was late at night, around eleven when she left. I noticed Mimi had left too, but not until at least thirty minutes later, and she too left with some boy, so I came up with the perfect lie. I knew he would believe it because Mimi and Mia hang out. I told him that Mia went to spend the night at Mimi's house. It was pretty damn perfect and cunning of me. I was proud of myself that I came up with something.
He believed me so that was good. And Mia, oh my goodness, can she tell a lie like it's nothing. I was surprised how consistent she was, giving them details that I would have never even come up with. She was really good.
Mia, Christian, Elliot, and I had a movie night in the home theater and watched tons of movies. The boys had their picks and we girls had ours. Since they decided to be chivalrous, Mia and I got to go first picking a classic movie that gave you some good laughs. They were kind of upset when we chose Sixteen Candles, but they found themselves laughing at a lot of it, especially the part with Chinese guy and his tall girlfriend. When it came time for their movie pick, they put on Rocky. I swear, it was horrible, not my kind of movies at all, and the scowl on Mia face said she was in full agreement. We kept switching turns, going from Pitch Perfect, to Twenty One Jump Street, to The Breakfast Club, to Wanted, and so on. Once it got darker, Christian and Elliot started to out on the scary movies. I was a little nervous; I've never been a big fan of the horror films when I was little. They first put on one of the Paranormal Activities and then Insidious. I was so thankful I had Mia and Christian next to me. Elliot was on the other side of Mia so we girls felt pretty safe. Christian would even hold onto my hand during the really scary parts. By the end of those movies I was already pretty freaked out, so when they put in The Conjuring, I found myself practically in Christians lap. He held me tight while Mia took Elliot's hand and covered her eyes with it.
We all had a little trouble going to sleep that night.
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"Let's go. Let's Go. L-E-T-S-G-O. Big G. Little O. Go. Go."
"Let's go. Let's Go. L-E-T-S-G-O. Big G. Little O. Go. Go."
"Let's go. Let's Go. L-E-T-S-G-O. Big G. Little O. Go. Go."
Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. Sigh. Yawn. Yawn. Yawn. Stretch. Stretch. Stretch. Sigh. Sigh. Sigh.
"Come on Girls. On to the next!"
"Be Aggressive, Be Be Aggressive. B-E -A-G-G-R-E-S-S-I-V-E."
"Be Aggressive, Be Be Aggressive. B-E -A-G-G-R-E-S-S-I-V-E."
"Be Aggressive, Be Be Aggressive. B-E -A-G-G-R-E-S-S-I-V-E."
Yeah, I'll show you aggressive when I shove that megaphone down your throat!
I don't think I have ever been so annoyed in my entire life. I think I would rather be confined in that safe than listen to Mimi parade around, trying to fill in for Mia. She got sick during lunch and decided to dip out early, leaving me stuck with these animals. Good thing it's almost time for my practice time with Christian and I couldn't wait. After the party we've started to spend more time together. I have yet to get another one of those sweet kisses from him. He told me he needed to think about something, whatever that means. I agreed with him of course, not wanting to push him into anything. But even then I haven't asked him for anything, he just simply told me I have to think about some things. After what happened in the pool I didn't expect him to be my boyfriend or anything, I didn't expect for anything to change between us. There was definitely something that was holding him back, but I couldn't put my finger on it.
"Ana!"
My head snapped up and I was thrust out of my thoughts.
"I know your new, but what makes you think you could sit there and not do shit?" Mimi's annoying voice rung throughout the gymnasium, causing me to roll my eyes. I wanted more than anything not to acknowledge her but that clearly wasn't going to happen, so I just shrugged my shoulders.
Elena walked in that second, with her clip board in hand and her blonde hair styled in curls. "Ana, until you drop this class I need you to participate."
"Thank you coach. I was wondering when you were going to say something." Mimi put a hand on her hip. "Let's go, Ana." I didn't move a muscle. I wasn't going to anything I didn't want to do.
"Ana, go now, or I will make you run again." Elena walked over to me and started to write on her clip board. "I can also send you to the office." Hell, I'd rather be there than here. "Let's go."
I shook my head no.
"Then I need you to go to the office." She gave me an ugly look a gestured to the door, wanting me to leave. She didn't have to tell me twice. I got up quickly and started to head for the doors.
"Coach, don't let her take the easy way out." Mimi said. "To bad Mia isn't here to back you up." She smiled maliciously. "And neither is Christian."
"What do you mean by that Mimi?" Elena asked, suddenly interested.
"Christian's always coming to her rescue." She looked up at the clock. "Isn't time for your meeting with him?"
If I had the ability to say a complete sentence, I would give her a mouthful. Elena's face suddenly went red. "What meetings Ana?"
"She's been having some type of meetings with Christian. That's why she's always leaving."
Oh my god, shut up Mimi! I wasn't ready to listen to whatever it is that was going to come out of her mouth. I booked it to the door and ignored Elena's demands for me to come back. I ran to the back door and saw Christian waiting for me on the field. Without another moment's hesitation I took off towards him. There were people practicing their sports and giving me curious looks. I gave some of them tight smiles and mouthed sorry. Once I reached Christian, I grabbed his arms and pulled him down the hill and into the trees that held our secret spot.
Christian was chuckling the whole way. "What's the rush?"
"Mimi." I said.
"What happened?" He questioned, the smile vanishing from his face.
"Told…" I pushed the next word, "Elena, about…" I cleared my through and pushed again, "Our meetings."
His eyes went wide and his brows furrowed, thinking about something.
"What?" I asked.
"Nothing. I'll take care of it."
"You?" I asked, cocking one of my eyebrows. "How?"
"Just leave that to me. I know some people." He smiled.
What? Is he in a mob or something? I really don't want to get into trouble, but I trust him. He pulled his back pack from his shoulders and set it on the ground. He unzipped it and pulled out a blanket for us to sit on. The last few times we decided we wanted to be comfortable, so he brought the blanket and I brought the snacks. I usually got hungry by the end of the day. Once he spread the blanket out, we took our spots and I pulled out cheese and crackers from my bag.
"You really weren't kidding about the food were you?"
I smiled and said, "No."
I put a piece of cheese and cracker in my mouth and began to chew. "Mmmm…" I had my eyes closed as I savored the goodness and when I opened them Christian was staring…hard. His mouth was parted with his tongue light touching his bottom lip and his eyes looked dark, hungry even. I brought my hand up to my mouth to wipe it. I didn't know if I had drool or something that would be embarrassing without a doubt. He still kept staring and out of habit, I bit my bottom lip. His mouth closed and his jaw clenched together.
"How many times do I have to tell you not to do that?" He took his fingers and removed my lip from the hold of my teeth.
"Sorry."
He cleared his throat. "Okay, let's get started." I nodded in agreement and tried to calm down my raging hormones. "I still want you to work on your sentences…" Christian was so incredibly beautiful. I tuned his him out the minutes he started talking, too focused on the fullness of his lips, the darkness in his eyes. He has yet to make any sort of move since the party and to be honest I'm getting tired of waiting. He likes me, I know he does, but something is holding back. He's being a stupid. I'm telling you, he isn't a normal boy. An eighteen year old male wouldn't hold back and pursue a girl he likes, right? I mean from what I heard and the way Mia talks about them, boys think with their dicks and not their head. Well that is not the case with Christian and I wish it was. There is only so much I could do and very little time for me to wait. I don't want to wait. I want his to kiss me like his life depended on it. I want to feel his strong warm hands on my body and to hear him whisper things in my ear. Ugh, god! I want him to do something! Anything! If he just kisses my hand, I think I'll be fine with that! Give me something Christian, I mean goodness gracious what do I got to do to get some form of affection from him. "Ana? Are you even listening?" He moved his hand up and down in front of my face. "Earth to Ana?"
I grabbed my phone and started to type…
"Ana, you're supposed to be talking not typing." I put a hand up to shush him.
I continued to type. 'Christian, can I do something? I don't want you to fight it, I just want you to let me do what I want to do okay?' I showed him and he furrowed his brows together, a little confused.
"Sure."
I erased the first sentence and typed in the second. 'You promise you won't tell me to stop or go against it?'
"Uh yeah. I'll go with it." he seemed a little reluctant since he didn't know what he was agreeing to.
"Okay." I said. I moved the cheese and crackers out of the way scoot forward on my knees. Once I was directly in front of him, I just stared. I examined his face. He was truly good looking, his eyes like storm clouds, his lips full and pink, his fare skin, and tousled copper hair. I let my eyes travel down to take in his sexy broad shoulders, his tight arm muscles, and his hard abs. He was everything.
"Ana, what are…" I put my fingers to his lips and shook my head, telling him not to speak. Keeping my fingers at his lips, I traced around them. I brought my other hand to his face and caressed both sides, running them over and memorizing the feel and shape of his features. I've never seen a boy like him before. He's intriguing, and tantalizing. I leaned forward and looked into his eyes for confirmation, then I looked at his lips eventually venturing back to his gray orbs. I leaned in more and closed the space between us, letting our lips press together. If he wasn't going to make a move then I sure as hell am. We slowly opened our mouth and let our tongues intertwine with one another. His lips were so warm against mine. The kiss, much like our first, was slow and torturous, but sweet and enticing. His hands came around my waist and pulled me onto his lap. I was now straddling him as we sat, his hands keeping me locked into place. One of my hands moved from his face and tangled in his soft hair. I pressed him hard against me and earned a growl from his sweet mouth. I could feel weird things going on with my body. The muscles in my private are began to tighten and I got a butterfly feeling in the pit of my stomach. Something was happening and I wanted desperately to explore it more. And so did Christian. He lifted me up and leaned over, placing me on the blanket with him on top. His lips continued to connect with mine and one of his hands traveled down the side of my body then gripped the back of my knee, bringing my leg up to rest on his back. This was the best feeling I have ever experienced. He was making every part of my body tingle, the electricity from his touch driving me over the edge. I kiss his lips forever, knowing it would always feel like this.
The kiss started to escalate, getting more hard and urgent. He bit my bottom lip and pulled, causing me to moan, a sound that is foreign to me but natural. Christian seemed to love it because he tightened his grip on my leg rubbed his body into me. Oh wow! God that felt really good. He broke this kiss and trailed his lips down my neck, kissing the top of my breasts that were exposed my white V neck. "I want you so bad…" His words were muffled but clear, sounding deep, lustful.
"Christian…" I whispered.
He completely froze. His head snapped up so fast I thought it was going to pop off his neck. There was a weird look on his face, like he couldn't believe what I just said. His eyes bored into mine, searching for something such as the validation of what I just said. Christian name fell off my lips so easily, like I have been talking all my life. I didn't have to think about it, I just said it and it felt nice. "Did you just say my name?" I nodded my head and gave a small smile. It was so easy to do that with him, to do anything really. "Say it again."
I placed my hand on the back of his head and lowered him down to me. I kissed him, letting our lips part and our tongues meet. I broke the kiss after another repeat of the action and said, "Christian."
"Ana…" He whispered. "I…I.."
What? Christian has trouble thinking of something to say? He is speechless. That is truly a first. I tilted my head and waited for him to finish. When he took too long and just stared at me I said, "What?"
He opened his mouth and began to talk. "I think I'm falling for you." My lips parted in astonishment and I let out a small gasp. Did he just say what I think he said? "But I shouldn't. I'm no good for you."
"Perfect." I think he's the definition of perfection, at least to me. I love everything about him, even the fact that he's messy and can't keep the bathroom clean to save his life. He is still flawless to me. The way he walks, the way his talks, his looks, the passion he has, the kindness that's in his heart. Everything about him I find attractive and faultless. I don't understand why he's holding back from me. Is it because we live under the same roof? Does he have some girlfriend that I don't know about? That would suck, I would hate to ruin or mess up someone else's relationship. That can't be it though. Christian doesn't seem like the type who would do something like that. There has to be some reason.
He rubbed the back of his fingers down my cheek and said, "I'm not perfect." Bending down, he kissed my lips gently. "Far from it."
What is he talking about? "Perfect.." I grabbed his hand and kissed his palm, "to me."
He furrowed his brows and rubbed his lips together. Using his muscles he got up off of me and sat up. I sat up as well, reaching for my phone and typing out the words 'Why are you holding back from me? Is it me? Someone else? Please tell me'. Showing him the words, I kissed his shoulder blade. He turned to look at me.
"Ana, it's not you. You're so beautiful and precious to me. I don't want to hold back from you. There's just something I have to do first, before I could move forward."
Do what? What in the hell does he need to do? Why can't her just be a fucking eighteen year old hormonal raging jerk or something! Why can't he just want me! Oh no, I accidently said the F word!
Christian quickly reached for my hands, noticing the look in my eyes and disappointment on my face. "Please, Ana, just give me a little time. Okay?" He kissed each of my knuckles, my forehead, and then my lips. I nodded, not being able to do or say anything else. "Good. Let's start with sentences."
Ha! Yeah right, I didn't want to practice talking. I wanted to kiss him senseless whether or not he needs to straighten his shit out first. If I couldn't have one thing I was going to get another. No… There shall be no talking going on, but there will be lots of kissing…
If I have any say.
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