Ever Get That Feeling?

Seriously, what are we planning on doing here? I mean, we rushed home, both very aroused and excited, but now I just feel a little scared. Is Cole really planning on going all the way? That certainly is the vibe I’m getting from him.

But, is it too soon? Sure, we’ve know each other since grade school, though we were never friends, and I never really paid too much attention to him, but come on, we haven’t even voiced out loud if we are really together or not.

We have real feelings for each other, but how deep do they run, honestly?

I know without a doubt that I really, really . . . like him . . . I would go as far to say that I think I’m falling in love with him, but what about him?

Does he want this to be a fling, or a real relationship? I have to know before I can even think of going any further with him.

“What is it, Kyle?”

Jumping, his voice quite startling me, I turned to look at the older teen I have really been falling for. I smiled, pushing some hair out of my eyes.

“I’m sorry, what?” I asked, acting as if I was fine. Nothing wrong here!

Cole gave me a look that said, ‘you think I’m stupid?’

With a sheepish look, I looked down, mumbling under my breath, “what are we?”

Now I just feel embarrassed for asking. And scared. What if he really doesn’t like me enough to want a lasting relationship; maybe he’s only looking for someone to fool around with.

At once I scolded myself for even thinking that; Cole wasn’t that kind of person. Anybody could tell you that he’s an honest, caring guy, who would never what to hurt anyone.

But still, I can’t help being nervous; compared to him . . . I’m like the ugly duckling and he’s the swan.

“Kyle,” Cole said, placing a hand under my chin; I blushed, as he lifted my head up so we were nearly eye to eye.

“What?” I squeaked. Yes, my voice got that girly high-pitched sound again.

Cole softly smiled, “speak more clearly, babe.”

Embarrassed, I blinked a few times, opening my mouth to speak, but no words came out.

Now, Cole has started to give me a worried look, “what’s wrong?”

“Well,” I mumbled, before clearing my throat and going on, “I was . . . wondering . . . you and . . . I . . . ?”

Cole shook his head, “I don’t understand what you’re saying . . . ”

Of course he doesn’t! I’m not even speaking proper English! Heck, that wasn’t even close to a sentence!

I took a deep breath, “I really . . . really like you a lot, Cole,” I said, blushing. I nibbled on my lower lip.

“And while the thought of being with you more then we have already been is really exciting . . . I just . . . ”

Cole started to rub my back comfortingly, as if he was staring to understand what I was babbling.

“I don’t feel comfortable doing anything more . . . until I know . . . ” I blurted, “what we are . . . ! I mean . . . you said you liked me . . . and I like you . . . ”

“And . . . I want this to be more then . . . I want . . . ”

Damn it . . . why am I crying?

Before I could react, I was being nearly suffocated in Cole’s arms; he was holding me so tight, rocking back and forth slightly.

“Kyle,” he said in a soothing voice. “I...” He paused, for a long while quiet.

What is it? What’s he trying to say?

“That’s what I want too,” Cole finally said, a hand coming up to my cheek to wipe away a tear.

“I want to be with you forever, if you will allow that,” he whispered, sending shivers up and down my spine.

“Cole . . . ?” I questioned.

“I didn’t tell you everything . . . I didn’t want to scare you away, did I? I have liked you for long time, but . . . for a while now . . . I’ve been . . . ”

What? WHAT!?

Cole just smiled, “Never mind . . . ”


No fair! I pouted, crossing my arms. A person doesn’t start to tell you something, then stop halfway through. It’s just not right. It’s not American, I tell you!

Gah!

I’m reminded that Cole’s a tease.

“I’ll tell you later,” he said softly, leaning up to kiss me on the lips. I went to protest and pull away from him, but, I couldn’t bring myself to do so.

I honestly do want to be with him forever. What does that mean? And since he said the same thing . . . are we boyfriends?

As if reading my mind, Cole puled away from me, “will you allow it?”

I blinked, confused.

“Us being together forever . . . please be mine . . . ”

He’s asking me out, isn’t he?

Oh no! What do I say?

Oh . . . yes . . . yes . . .

“Yes!”

Cole’s face brightened, “really?”

I nodded, my mind put at ease. So he truly wants a lasting relationship. Thank God.

Giving a cheeky grin, I pushed close to Cole, “I’m still waiting for you to return the favor . . . ”

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