That night, I got a call. I looked at the screen. It was Michael trying to FaceTime. Nash was asleep so I answered. "Michael." I sighed. "Listen to me Dyaln. We don't want to do this.. If it makes you feel any better, we will hang around you but secretly."
"Michael, I-I don't know." He looked at me. "Can you come over really quick?" He asked. "Yes but it has to only be a few minutes." I answered and then he nodded and hung up. I wrote a note to Nash that I had to do something.
I walked over to his house. I knocked on the door. He opened. It was dark in his house. He dragged me in and pressed me against the wall.
He closed the door and we started kissing. It was kind of awkward because we didn't say anything first. I was the first one to pull away. "Micha-" he cut me off.
"You always said you've never had your first kiss." He smirked. "No. I haven't until now." I said and we kissed again. His lips were soft and warm.
I walked home. My head was spinning with different emotions. Right then and there, I burst out crying on the side walk. Good thing it was like 10:24 pm. I couldn't keep it in.
I decided I needed to talk to Ashton. He was always there. I got to his house and knocked.
He answered looking sleepy. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'll leave. Sorry I woke you up." I said and I was about to turn around when he grabbed my wrists and pulled me around.
"What's wrong?" He asked worried looking at my tear stained cheeks.