ly as I tried to eliminate the flavor of my t

ered to try it with raspberry juice. As I was coughing, he put his hand on my bac

s hands were cold – I could feel the coldness through my clothes. I could smell him – he was so close to me and he smelt divine. I averted my eyes at him whil

spered to him – the corner of h

ped and licked my lips, “I want to try it

f the bottles from him. I stood on my feet and walked to the window. I opened it and was welcomed by a cold gush of air and loud music and distant chattering from the party that was taking

o me, but I was having too much fun. I laughed and climbed up on the bed. I put the juice bottle, which was now diluted with vo

ath before he climbed up on the bed as well and snatched the bottle out of my hand. “Hey!” I compl

t you drunk – I wouldn’t have let you

with my feet crossing over in front of me. “I am sure I can take more,” I tol

outh before he shook his head, “How

I saw him running his slender fingers through his hair. “And to answe

arents can’t know that you are drunk.” He spoke more to himself, “Fuck, what was I think?” He f

ed for the other person to pick up while biting his lower lip – does he have to do this in front of me? He was making me feel like I have never felt before, or m

“No, I am not.” Aiden paused and glanced at me, “Well, actually – yes, I am. But this situation is a bit different. I need you to give this girl a ride home. She is drunk.” He paused. “No, she came to my sister’s party.” P

soon as I saw him taking t

re do you live?” He asked. I was drunk, but not e

shions, that I knocked down, back to their place and started to tidy up a bit. While he was walking around h

crew up his face. He was bewildered by my sudden prattling. “I will probably settle down with an accountant or a doctor because my parents will think he is the right perso

scheduled sex, Aiden!” I sobbed. I will regr

scheduled sex with you. Don’t worry. You are overthinking,” He tried to con

as crying. I probably had a pink nose, red eyes, and wet chee

widened, “Wha

fiancé or whatever,” I said. My heart was beating in m

“You can have it with your boyfriend,” He said to me. Even there wasn’t much time in the room, I could tell he was flushed by my bluntness,

feel like this. I am afraid

pt a good distance between us. “You will

“I don’t care about losing my virginity to the person I love

s together, “What isn'

true love,” I spoke lowly – my

say that?” He

closed his mouth, but no words came out. He paused and stared at me and as he opened his mouth to speak I cut him off, “So, will you have sex with me

Someone else b

stood yet another devilishly handsome boy with a leather jacket on and a white undershirt. He had a sm

s! This was Hayes Miller. Aid