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Sorry, I Love Him
I'm Sorry That I Invited You In
"I assume you didn't pay attention during Math, so would you like to come inside and I'll help you with the homework. We could hang out if you want. I mean, my parents aren't going to be home until later. You don't have to if you don't want to though.", I asked Jon. Please say yes. I don't want to be alone.
Jon laughed and said, "Sure, why not.", with a smile. I think my heart melted.
"Cool. Um, feel free to park in the driveway if you want.", I said and he did just that.
He got out of his car and walked with me to my front door. I pulled out my keys and unlocked the door. I closed it as we both entered my house. We still weren't done unpacking our stuff so it was a bit crowded inside.
"Wow. Your house is really nice Toby.", Jon said, looking around everywhere.
"You really think so?", I asked a bit confused.
"Yep, it's really big.", he replied. I sure hope it is.
"Sorry for the mess thought. We still need to finish unpacking so that explains all these boxes."
"Don't worry about it.", he said with a grin. There goes my heart again.
"I'm going to go change upstairs and change real quick if that's all right with you. You can leave your backpack and stuff in the living room. Go ahead and look around the house. I'll be right back.", I told Jon as I went upstairs to my room.
I went straight to my closet and took off my shoes, sweater, shirt, and pants and put on some red basketball shorts. I saw my blue wife-beater at the top of my closet and tried to reach it, failing miserably.
I jumped up, stood on my toes, and everything else but I still couldn't reach it. I hate being short!
Suddenly, I saw someone's hand reach up behind me and grab my wife-beater. I screamed as I moved back and hit the body the mysterious hand belonged to. I turned around and saw Jon, who was holding on to me, looking really worried.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you! Are you alright?", he asked me. "Depends, how long do you plan on holding me?"
"I'm okay. I just don't like people sneaking up on me.", I replied.
Jon held me closer and slowly leaned his head towards mine.
"Um, Jon? What are you doing?", I asked him, blushing.
"I don't know, but it feels right.", he replied, leaning down some more. My face turned into a fucking tomato now.
Oh my God, he isn't going to do what I think he is...
Jon laughed and said, "Sure, why not.", with a smile. I think my heart melted.
"Cool. Um, feel free to park in the driveway if you want.", I said and he did just that.
He got out of his car and walked with me to my front door. I pulled out my keys and unlocked the door. I closed it as we both entered my house. We still weren't done unpacking our stuff so it was a bit crowded inside.
"Wow. Your house is really nice Toby.", Jon said, looking around everywhere.
"You really think so?", I asked a bit confused.
"Yep, it's really big.", he replied. I sure hope it is.
"Sorry for the mess thought. We still need to finish unpacking so that explains all these boxes."
"Don't worry about it.", he said with a grin. There goes my heart again.
"I'm going to go change upstairs and change real quick if that's all right with you. You can leave your backpack and stuff in the living room. Go ahead and look around the house. I'll be right back.", I told Jon as I went upstairs to my room.
I went straight to my closet and took off my shoes, sweater, shirt, and pants and put on some red basketball shorts. I saw my blue wife-beater at the top of my closet and tried to reach it, failing miserably.
I jumped up, stood on my toes, and everything else but I still couldn't reach it. I hate being short!
Suddenly, I saw someone's hand reach up behind me and grab my wife-beater. I screamed as I moved back and hit the body the mysterious hand belonged to. I turned around and saw Jon, who was holding on to me, looking really worried.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you! Are you alright?", he asked me. "Depends, how long do you plan on holding me?"
"I'm okay. I just don't like people sneaking up on me.", I replied.
Jon held me closer and slowly leaned his head towards mine.
"Um, Jon? What are you doing?", I asked him, blushing.
"I don't know, but it feels right.", he replied, leaning down some more. My face turned into a fucking tomato now.
Oh my God, he isn't going to do what I think he is...
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sorry it's really short, but it's raining over here and i guess it's interfering with the internet. a big thanks to all my readers and subscribers! i love you all! and all you newbies, remember to COMMENT, RATE, and SUBSCRIBE! look out for either tonight or tomorrow for a new chapter! will they kiss?thanks to all the people that answered Chapter 7's question!
Question:
Will Jon kiss Toby, or will Toby kiss Jon? (and yes there is a HUGE difference!)