Angelic
My relationship with Zach turned out great. So far, so good. We went to our usual dating place, he made me feel no regrets welcoming him back, told me 'I love you's' a couple of times, and sure, we did normal things in a relationship like... kissing.
"Zach," my voice was hoarse. Bile is forming in my throat because of his firm touch. I pushed him away.
"No," I shook my head, not wanting it. I made it clear to him that we would not do "it" as long as I was not yet eighteen. Of legal age. Before, he was irritated and annoyed that he walked out, but now... he smiles.
"Okay, I understand." He kissed my head in shallow kisses. My lips parted because of his gentleness. I waited for the butterflies in my stomach, the electricity that flowed in my skin, and the fluttering of my chest.
