Good Afternoon

Chapter One

"I’m not little and weak," I said as I tackled him.

"Yes you are," Ryan said with a gentle voice that flowed as he picked me up off him with what seemed no effort.

He got up and started to walk away and I began to feel a frown begin to form on my face. I ran up behind him and leaped cautiously onto his back.

"Awe come on baby I want to play with you," I complained.

He pulled me carefully off his back in one swift motion and pushed me against the wall, his palms on mine pinned my arms above my head.

I scanned his body with my eyes. First, I looked at his eyes which were brown and the most amazing I have ever seen. I tried to implant the image into my head. His eyes I remembered from before, when he looked at the sun they shone gloriously with the color of topaz. They seemed perfect. He was perfect. I looked at his hair which was brown but it was lighter on the top from being bleached from the sun. I then looked at his arms which held mine up above my head. They were very muscular also as so the rest of his body. You could make out each of his abs that looked like they were pulled from a male model magazine.

All while I'm looking at him I realized I had butterflies in my stomach. I watched and waited for him to make the next move. He took his one hand and placed it on my cheek and stroked his thumb back and forth slowly with the most heart stopping beautiful smile that I always had dreamed of. I looked into his eyes and he looked back into mine. He gradually leaned forward, still looking into my eyes, and kissed my lips. It seemed like the kiss only lasted a half of a second. I thought to myself, why am I so lucky? Why am I here with him? Do I deserve this? I tried to do my best to remove the questions that didn’t matter from my mind. He came out of the kiss and I leaned in not wanting the kiss to be over. I closed my eyes and I could feel the warm heat from him breathing on me. Goosebumps ran up my spin and I smiled. He finally broke the silence when he asked, "Are you okay?"

I thought I couldn’t speak but I knew I was wrong when I mumbled out the word, "Whoa." I opened my eyes slowly to see him staring back into mine. He looked at me as if still waiting for me to answer his question.

I looked back into his eyes.

"Yeah, that was just-

"Amazing?" he said finishing my sentence.

"Yeah I think that word might work."

I took my free hand and ran it slowly through his hair. He closed his eyes slowly. I leaned forward and kissed his forehead. His eyes came open just then as I pulled my lips away from him.

He leaned in and kissed me again, but this time it was different, it seemed more romantic. His eyes were closed before his lips touched mine for a second time. A million things ran through my head. I closed my eyes and felt his second hand motion to the opposite of his other hand. Both of his manly but smooth hands held my face. I took my arms and wrapped them around his neck. I felt numb and faint as he kissed me gently sucking on my bottom lip a little. I interlocked my own fingers to be sure if I were to faint I would not fall. I was beginning to breathe harder, I finally noticed. He pushed his body up against mine. I could feel his rock hard chest push against my b***s. More questions came into my head. I shunned them from my mind once again. He came out of the kiss and smiled. I could smell him now. It was the best smell ever. He smelled like a bottle of cologne, but not in a bad way. It wasn’t as strong as I thought at first.

He took his one hand and ran it down the side of my body. Wow. How could a nice afternoon turn into something naughty? Yeah he’s my boyfriend but sure we didn't go this far. I didn't care, I liked it. A lot. When he got to the bottom of my shirt he took his hand and slowly ran it underneath. I tried to stay calm as I felt his hand on my stomach. It was nice. He took his other hand and placed it on the wall beside my head. He leaned on his arm as he smiled towards me looking at my hair. I felt panicky. Was there something wrong with my hair?

I took my hands and was going to fix it but just then he brought up his hand that he wasn’t leaning on and grabbed both my hands in his one.

"Don’t touch it. It looks sexy that way."

I swallowed hard and replied, "Okay."

He kept rubbing my stomach and I noticed his hand was getting up farther up under my shirt as he rubbed.

I breathed calmly, or at least tried to. He kissed my cheek and I smiled and looked at him in the eyes. I finally gave up the urge that I had been feeling inside me. I slipped of my shirt and I realized he was in complete and total shock.

"What’s a matter?" I asked giggly.

"Uhh," was all he could make out.

He took his hands and slid them both evenly down both my sides. He got to the top of my shorts and traced on the top of my shorts on my stomach. He then kissed my neck and I leaned my head back. Just then I heard a click and. I jumped and looked over at his bedroom door that was just recently closed, to see his mother looking at us shocked.

"Oh my god," she said her voice cracked in the middle. She turned and left leaving the door open. I looked up to see Ryan staring at the door. He mumbled something under his breath that I couldn’t make out. He moved away from me and grabbed my shirt off the ground and handed it to me. I slipped it on over my head. I looked over and seen him putting my belongings into my duffel bag.

"Kaylee?"

"Yeah?"

"I'm sorry I didn’t know my mom was home. She said she wont be home till seven third."

I turned to the clock on Ryan’s dresser. It read five thirteen.

"It's okay. I understand."

He had my bag packed up and and began to zip it up. He handed it to me; he was such a sweetheart I thought. I began to leave but I stopped in the doorway and said, "Ryan, do you mind taking me home?"

"Sure not a problem babe, just let me change my clothes."

He grabbed his shirt and a pair of jean shorts and went and changed in the bathroom. He came out and threw his other clothes on the bed and grabbed his keys off his dresser.

"You ready?” he asked walking towards me.

"Yep."

I followed him down stairs and through the living room. We almost made it though the kitchen without having to face his mom, but almost. "Ryan where do you think you're going?!" his mother yelled at him but was looking at me.

I turned my head away from her.

"I'm taking Kaylee home. Will that be a problem?" he responded politely.

He stopped walking towards the door. I stood on the other side of him not wanting to be between him and his mother.

"Yes it will be a problem for my son to be hanging around with a s**t. He deserves better!" Her face twisted with the words as she spoke.

"Mom she’s not a s**t. She’s my friend."

"More like your banging buddy!"

"Not now mom. I'm taking Kaylee home weather you like it or not."

Ryan held my hand in his now squeezing mine to sure me not to worry, but I was worried.

"Ryan give me your keys now!" his mom beamed loudly.

I couldn’t understand how Ryan could be so calm.

"No mom."

"Yes!"

He sighed. Why did he give up so quickly? I really didn’t want to walk home in the eighty five degree weather.

He then reached into his pocket and pulled out his keys and put them on the table.

"You happy?"

"Yes, and don't you get mouthy with me boy"

Boy?, I thought. He was nearly eighteen his birthday was in six months.

"I'm gunna take Kaylee out to my car. She left her hoodie in it."

He turned pulling me along towards the garage with him. Had I forgot a hoodie in his car? If I did, I didn’t remember. I thought of all the belongings I had remembered packing. I counted both of them. Huh? I was still confused. We were by his car now and he opened the passenger door of his Porsche and motioned for me to get inside. I got in confused and he shut the door behind me. He walked around the car and got in on his side.

"Buckle up. I don't need no ticket," he said as he put the key into the slot, started the car and put his buckle on. I then did the same.

"But?"

"They were the house keys I set on the table."

We sped backwards out of the driveway in the yellow Porsche.

"Oh. Nice. I would never have thought of something like that."

"Well I always have to be one step ahead of her."

"Yeah," I sighed.

"What's wrong?" he asked me.

"All the time I have known you, I have never seen your mother like this. I don't understand."

He then sighed, "Well after my dad left us my mom started drinking and stuff she started drinking and stuff. She hasn't been normal sense. She yells at me for everything. Even if it's something good she finds something bad out of the good and yells at me for it. It makes me feel like crap."

His hands were light on the steering wheel as he drove. I finally realized we were almost to my house.

"Ryan?"

"Yeah Kaylee?

"Won’t you be in trouble when you go back for leaving your house?"

"I don’t know if I'm going to be going back home."

He looked so sad I wish I could make a wish upon a star to make everything go away and for him to be happy. I thought fir a second. Today was July 7th it was Wednesday. My mom and dad went on a vacation for the fourth and won't be home until Friday, at least. Then I had an idea.

"Ryan do you want to stay at my house?"

"I don't think your parents would approve of me staying the night at your house, you know that."

I smiled at the thought, "My parents are gone and won’t be home till Friday. It's fine.

"I'm still unsure."

"Please Ryan I'm begging you." I pleaded.

"Okay, but only to make you happy."

I smiled again. We were pulling into my driveway. He put it in park and got out of the car and walked around to the other side and opened my door. He grabbed my backpack out of the back seat and I got out and walked up the porch steps and unlocked the front door. I walked inside and took the bag from Ryan and slipped off my shoes, and he did the same. I tossed my bag on the couch and went to the fridge. I was hungry I had not eaten all day.

"You hungry?" I asked Ryan.

"Yeah, but just a bit though."

"How's pizza sound?'

"It sounds delicious."

Ryan came up and hugged me from behind, he slid his hands into my front pockets and put his chin on my shoulder. I smiled and shut the fridge and leaned my head on his.

"I love you Kaylee."

"I love you Ryan."

I blushed and he chuckled a little so I knew he had seen me blush, and I kissed his cheek. That was actually the first time I actually wished I could sleep standing up. I felt so safe and comfortable around him.

"Ryan?"

"Yeah honey?"

"I got to order the pizza if you want to eat later."

"Okay. I’m sorry."

He took out his hands out of my pockets.

"It's fine just give me a minute so I call in the pizza, then we can snuggle again.”

I knew he likes that idea because he smiled again before he walked into the living room.

I picked up the phone and dialed the number. I wondered what Ryan was doing. I ordered the pizza they said it will be here at six thirty. I laid the money on the table and I walked out into the living room. I wondered where he was. I checked up stairs in the bathroom but the door was open, so I knew he was not in there. I passed my room and the door which was very abnormal unless I was in here. I slowly opened the door and Ryan was sitting on my bed finishing my homework for me.

"When's the pizza going to be here," he had asked me with out looking up from his writing.

"About six thirty," I told him." I looked at the homework, "You don’t have to do that you know."

"I know but I guess I want to."

I sat beside him on the edge of my bed. I giggled because I looked down and seen that Ryan had made my bed for me. I leaned my head on him and happened to look at the clock which said six ten. My cell phone vibrated in my pocket and me and Ryan both jumped. I reached into my pocket and pulled it out and my friend Ashley texted me. I read the message she sent me which has said:

Im 2marrow. im goin to the mall u wanna come?

I flipped my phone to the side and texted back:

No. I think Im just gunna stay here and chillax. K?

"Who was it?" Ryan asked.

"It was just Ashley saying she was skipping work tomorrow and she was going to the mall. She wanted to know if I wanted to come, but I said I didn't want to go I was just going to stay here."

"You can go if you want to. I can find something to do."

"No. I don't want to go because if I did that I would be without you."

He smiled and kissed me and I kissed back.

"I love you Kaylee."

"I love you too."

I glanced at the clock again and it was six twenty seven

"I’m gunna go down stairs. The pizza guy will be here soon."

"Okay. I'll come down stairs with you."

Ryan set down the papers and followed me down the stairs. We both got to the bottom of the stairs and there was a knock at the door. I opened it and it was the pizza guy. I gave him the money and took the pizza.

"Smells yummy," Ryan said with wide eyes.

I set the pizza on the table and got some paper plates down from the cupboard. Ryan opened the box and got us each a piece of pizza. I got us each a can of pop from the fridge. We grabbed our plates and went into the living room and sat on the couch.

I handed Ryan the remote, "I wonder what’s on TV?"

"Hmm. Lets find out," Ryan said with a smile.

He flipped through the channels looking for something. When he couldn’t find anything to watch he went through them again. When he finished going through the channels for a second time, I said, “You should just find a music channel. They always work best when there’s nothing on."

"That’s smart," he said as he turned the channel and finished eating his pizza. He went to the kitchen and got him another piece and yelled, "Kaylee do you want another piece?"

"No this is good," I yelled back. He came back into the kitchen and I just finished eating my first piece. I set my plate on the coffee table in front of us. I relaxed and listened to the music.

"You done with this?" he asked reaching for the plate.

"Yeah do you mind taking it to the kitchen when you go?"

"Sure not a problem."

He picked up my plate and took them to the kitchen and threw them into the garbage. He put the pizza on the rack in the oven so it would be out of the way. Ryan came back into the living room and sat beside me on the couch. I laid back my head onto his lap. He stroked my hair then leaned forward and kissed my forehead. I glanced at the clock again. It was already seven forty. Time went by fast it seemed. I yawned and stretched.

"You tired?"

"Yeah a little," I replied.

I think I had fallen asleep for a little bit because I awoke to Ryan carrying me up the stairs like a baby. He walked into my room and laid me on my bed. He was turning to leave when I grabbed his arm.

"Don't leave me please," I said mumbling.

"Okay," he said agreeing with me. He took off his jeans and his shirt and threw them on the ground. He climbed in the bed and wrapped his arms around me. He then kissed my forehead and I put my face into his warm smooth chest.

"I love you Kaylee."

"I love you Ryan."

That was the last thing I remembered saying before I went to sleep.