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I hate cheesy love stories. The ones where the girls fall in love to easily, and then the guys are 100% perfect. It’s all so fake. I want a real story about being in love. And how amazing it truly is. I want a story where a girl falls in love, and gets fucked over again, and again, and again, but for some reason still seems to fall in love. Like me.
*warning there will be content in this story that maybe triggering to some people.*

-AndyXX
Enjoy this one while I rewrite my Ashton/Summer story�� I’ll update this one once a week!

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2. boys have cooties

I hate to jump around but I have to when it comes to Kevin.

I met him when I was 5 years old. He befriended my older brother, James. They were really close... Until the little incident.

I told you that Kevin and I almost kissed right?

Well that was a whole thing.

Kevin had come over to my house looking for James while I was home alone. James was at practice. Normally I’d wait for him on the bleachers, but I wanted to go home so I did.

I was sitting on the couch watching tv, when Kevin walked through the front door.

“Where’s James?”

“Practice.” I said, keeping my eyes glued to the tv.

Kevin then decided it would be a great idea to plop himself down on the couch next to me.

For a while it was just dead silent, other then the tv. No talking, no acknowledging each other or anything.

Then out of no where I felt Kevin’s eyes on me.

“Hey, have you had your first kiss?”

What kind of question was that?!

LITERALLY OUT OF NO WHERE THIS 8 YEAR OLD BOY DECIDED TO ASK IF I HAD LOST MY LIP VIRGINITY!!!!

I felt my face burn up.

“No. Kissing leads to cooties.” Was all my 7 year old brain could come up with.

“Who told you that?” He laughed.

“James did.”

“Of course he did.” He slid his arm around my shoulder.

I instantly felt uncomfortable.

I didn’t like how close his body was to mine. It didn’t feel right.

I’m gonna tell you right now this is not gonna be the last time I feel this way with Kevin.

I tried to keep my focus on the tv, but Kevin kept looking at me. I felt his eyes scan my face over and over again.

I finally decided to look at him and when I did, he smiled at me. It wasn’t a cute smile, more like a devious smile.

“What would you do if I kissed you, AJ?”

My voice had seemed to disappear. I couldn’t respond. For some damn reason I couldn’t tell this boy that the last thing I wanted was for him to put his lips on mine.

He started to lean in closer to me, and I froze. But thankfully the front door swings open and a sweaty James walks in.

“Hey I’m ho- Kevin what the heck?”

Kevin jumped backward and I seemed to regain control of myself and I stood up.

“Hi James. I’ll be in my room if you need anything.”

I rushed to my room, and slammed the door closed. Now most would think oh, it was just Kevin being a boy, and James would tell him that was gross, and move on right? Wrong. James was very overprotective of me. Anyone who ever looked at me in a way he didn’t like, would be put on the list of people who were not aloud near me. So, like he normally did.. James overreacted.

I could hear James screaming at Kevin. I could hear Kevin laughing it off as if it was a joke, and James telling him that no friend of his would joke about that with his baby sister.

I could hear James telling Kevin to never come within a 20 foot radius of me ever again. I could hear Kevin saying “I wasn’t even gonna kiss her dude. I was messing with her.”

And I could hear James say,

“Well, don’t ever mess with her again. I don’t want you anywhere near my house or sister again. Leave.”

I remember James knocking on my door and walking in. James hugged me, and said that Kevin was a messed up friend for trying to kiss me.

“You’re my little sister, and he’s a boy. He’d give you cooties... and that’s gross. I wouldn’t be able to play Mario Kart with you anymore if you had cooties.”

Honestly, not being able to play Mario Kart with my older brother was a very terrifying thing at the time.

James had always been the person to protect me. Always there to stop the mean girls, to keep me out of trouble, and to stop boys like Kevin. But then he wasn’t.

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