Driving in Cars with Boys

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Fred and i had left the bar nearly an hour ago. We sat in his car in the parking lot of the apartment that tom and i lived in. Before saying goodbye and getting out of his car, i thought that i could get Fred to kiss. Cheyenne disturbed our moment at the bar. this time- Fred and i were alone. "Freddie.." i said, leaning in his direction. "Yeah?" he asked. "You were gonna kiss me earlier, until Cheyenne interrupted," Fred didn't look at me as i whispered in his ear "Kiss me." He replied quickly "no- your just saying that because your mad at Tom." oh, so now that I'm trying to kiss HIM, it's wrong? Why wasn't there a problem when he was trying to kiss ME? "you didn't want to kiss me?" i asked, feeling foolish. "Well yeah, but- don't tempt me." Temptation is good.. "why not? i want to kiss you!" "La la la la, I'm not listening." Fred said, covering his ears with his hands. "Freddie, grow up!" i said, pulling his hands away from his ears. "I'll cya." Fred couldn't get rid of me that easy. "You're a jerk!" how dare he do this! it pissed me off to know that Fred will only kiss me when HE wants. "Bye!" he said, giving me a quick kiss on the lips. i pulled him back by his neck. i wanted a REAL kiss! a heart melting, romantic, sensational lip lock from Fred.

After i got the kiss i wanted, i couldn't let go- and neither could Fred. What started as a romantic kiss, turned into a sleazy makeout in his car.