Soul Mates
Prom?
4 months later...
I am nervous. My parents are the best for helping me do this.
I stand outside the door and nerves begin to make me shake as I knock...
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I open the door and there is a giant teddy bear. What the hell? I pick it up and go back inside. I look for a card, nothing.
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I knock again...
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What the hell? I open the door, chocolates? I look around and I don't see anybody. What is going on?
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Half way done, you got this...
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I swear to God what the fu... BALLOONS!?!?!? "Okay! What the fuck!?!?" I slam the door.
No card on any of this shit...
I swear to God!
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I knock one final time, nerves taking hold of me as I stand there with my sign.
"What! Oh!"
"Surprise!" I say
He stands there, taking in me, the sign, and overcoming the shock.
"So? Will you go to Prom with me?"
"Yes."
I put the sign down and hug him, he holds me in his embrace, and when he lets go he asks "So how..."
"Ashley."
"Would you like to come in?"
"Sure"
"Sorry for the mess, whole band lives here."
"I know, Ashley warned me"
"So how long are you here for?" he asks grabbing the teddy bear, chocolates, and balloons and leading me down the hall to what I guess is his room.
"I leave tomorrow. My father had business out here and let me use some of his frequent flyer miles to join him."
Two beds? Wonder who he bunks with?
"Oh, well when do you need to be back?"
"He'll text me, he wants to meet you actually, feel like dinner?"
"Dinner? With your dad of all people? Um..."
"I promise he's not bad."
He laughs and we goof off for a while.
"Allison?"
"Andy?"
Next I know his rough hand is gently caressing my cheek. I feel my heart speed up. He leans forward and I do the same until our noses touch. I feel his breath, and then our lips meet. I want to move my hands but my nerves keep them in my lap. We continue to kiss and then I feel him lick my bottom lip. I don't know what to do but my brain is screaming at me to do something! I open my mouth and I feel his tongue collide with mine. My instincts finally kick in and tell my brain to take a hike. I begin kissing him back my tongue moving with his. My hands finally move and when they do they find their way into his soft black hair. I feel his arms wrap around me, pull me down on top of him on the bed. My brain kicks back in, we need to stop, or at least slow down, but why can't I? Why don't I want too?
The opening of the front door makes the decision for us. I jump off him and sit next to him as he quickly sits up.
"Hey Andy you home?" I hear Sandra yell
He doesn't answer, still trying to catch his breath, as am I. Sandra walks in, and instantly backs up.
"Whoa sorry man,"
"No, it's cool. We were just talking."
"Since when does talking leave you out of breath?" Sandra laughs putting stuff down on the bed across from him.
So he shares a room with Sandra, interesting
"Hope you don't mind me bunking with your man, he's the only one with enough respect to not beat his meat while I'm trying to sleep." she laughs when I cringe at her explanation
"No, no problem, Oh!" I look at my phone, "that would be my father. You coming?"
He sighs, but he goes and finds clothes suitable.
