Falling for Him

Falling for Him

A Chapter by Kourtnie

As we walked in the door I heard a TV on. I grabbed his hand, unknowingly and said, "Is.. is someone home?" He giggled and said, "Yeah my grandpa. But it's alright he doesn't com upstairs." Oh great.. stairs. I'm a total klutz and I'm nervous. I'm bound to trip on something. I let go of his hand and focused on walking up the stairs. I decided to tell him, "Stairs aren't my favorite thing. I usually fall down them." He smiled and replied, "Don't worry, I won't let you fall." These words made me feel so.. comfortable. I liked it, I was beginning to like him, way more than I should. As we reached the top of the stairs there was a gate. It looked like it was to hold back a small dog or child. I looked at it, puzzled, then looked at him blushing, hoping he'd get the clue I didn't know how to open it. He smiled and walked past me opening the gate with ease and gesturing for me to go in. I began to walk and when I attempted to pass the gate I tripped on it. Immediately he grabbed my waist, being ever so gentle I looked up at him, pink as can be, smiled and walked into the upstairs living room. 
At the top of the steps there was a couch, a TV in front of it and a chair off to left. There were a few doors here and there. It was all so perfect. He then asked, "Soo what do you wanna do? What a movie or something?" "Sure," I replied, "a movie sounds great." "What movie do you want to watch?" He  replied. I said, "I don't know, what ever movie you want." He then walked towards one of the doors on the left, not wanting to be alone, I followed. It was his room. He had his name written on the wall in glow in he dark paint, Christmas lights on the wall, a blue bed, and another small tv with 2 xboxes under it. Off to the left of the TV were the  movies. I sat on the bed, looking around at everything that he had in his room. Once he chose a movie he asked, "This okay?" I replied, "With yeah, what ever you want." That's when I saw a white xbox and said, "I have a black one!" While pointing at it. He said, "So do I." Pointing right next to it making me feel slightly dumb. We both giggled about it then proceeded to walk back out to the living room. I sat on the  couch patiently waiting for him to start the movie. As I waited i got a call from  my mom.. great I had completely forgotten that I had left without permission. Before I pressed ignore he sat down next to me, then I pressed it. He asked me why I did so I told him that I wasn't supposed to be there. He just accepted it and we turned our attention to the TV because the movie had started. It started off kinda, weird. Then my phone vibrated again. I looked it it and saw I had a text from twitter. Justin Bieber had tweeted! I read it, only then did I realize that Alex was sitting next to me. I quickly exited and put my phone away and said, "Please tell you didn't read that." He looked at me and all he had to say was, "Justin Bieber?" He sounded a bit annoyed. Why? Why did I look at that stupid text, knowing very well if it's from Twitter it had to be one of Justin's tweets. I replied, "Yes, I'm sorry!" and attempted to hug him. He put his head on mine and gave me a reassuring hug. Boy was I glad that he didn't judge me and hate me for liking Justin. After the hug was over, he left one arm around me and I remained leaning on him. Then, on the screen, the characters started to kiss. I quickly glanced up at him then returned my eyes back to the screen.. still kissing. I then felt his head move, as if to look down at me. I looked up and met his gaze. The moment, was perfect. I smiled and he did too, slowly leaning in. I readied my lips to kiss  him, slowly closing my eyes and leaning in closer, and closer to meet him half way. That's when it happened. His soft, tender lip touched mine for a brief moment. We looked into each other's eyes. I had the dumbest smile on my face. Then I put my hand on the side of his face, he put his around my waist and our lips met once again. It got more passionate, more intense. Next thing I knew i was in his lap, completely facing him. His  hands around me were the only thing keeping me from falling. Our breathing got heavier and the kisses just kept getting more and more intense and then it happened...


© 2011 Kourtnie


Author's Note

Kourtnie
Please ignore bad grammar/punctuation.

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