4. Going Home
We get into her car after eating some pizza. Well... I ate pizza, almost all of it at that fact. I just hold her hand
again as we drive to my house. When we pull up she asks for a shirt of mine, so I bring her into my house as her mom waits for her to come back. We go into my room, I shut the door behind me, and went through my dresser, looking for a nice shirt to give her. I finally found one, it was an old white t-shirt that I never wore anymore. I got it from a church camp I went to two years ago, the summer of my freshman year.
Then I did something that I don't know if I'll ever forget. I picked her up by her waist and lied her down on my bed, I kissed her so much that I stopped counting, minutes became seconds, until I realized that she still had her mom waiting on her. So I walked her back out, giving her a quick peck before returning inside.
I then walked inside and lied on my bed and just thought. About her. Of her kisses, of her smile, of her everything. My everything...
I'm in love with this girl...