What I Desired Ch. 4 - Sex Stories

What I Desired Ch. 4

... as I voiced things in my head. 'I do.' I admitted to myself, but I would never admit that to anyone else. > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Next Day: Tuesday When I arrived at school, I was dreading fifth period, the first class I shared with George. But I tried forgetting about what happened and went about my day. That didn't happen though. Desiree kept bringing up the subject and even loosely described it to Carter, disguising it as a story she had read. I didn't care what Carter thought about the situation, or what anyone would think for that matter. So I told Desiree just that. Instead of blowing up like I expected her to, she simply looked at me and nodded. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ I walked into my fifth period, taking note that George wasn't there yet. I sat down at my desk and kept my eyes on the door, waiting for him to walk in. Once he did, he glanced my way, but looked away quickly. He took his spot a few seats away from me on the same row and class began shortly after. - - - I took a bit longer than usual to put away my stuff once the bell rang for lunch, so I could talk to George. When he passed my desk, I stood up and followed him out the class. "Hey." I said, placing my hand on his arm. He turned around, then faced forward again and kept walking. Although I was taken aback, I caught up to him and began walking beside him. "Can we talk?" He ignored me once again, so I grabbed his arm, forcing him to a halt. "What?" He asked sternly. I repeated my question, to which he ...

... grunted in response. "Whatever." Taking that as a yes, I began walking toward a more isolated part of the school. It'd be even more quiet with the majority of students in lunch. I glanced behind me to ensure that George was following me and finally stopped once I figured we wouldn't be bothered. "Firstly, I apologize for blowing you off the way that I did." I said. "I just wasn't sure how to take in what you were telling me. I couldn't process it through my head." He said nothing, so I continued. "I wasn't able to admit it to myself before, but I can now. And that's that I do have feelings for you." He shifted his weight to his other leg. "I know I'm pretty pathetic for not even listening to everything you had to say, but that was because it was just a huge revelation. But..." I now shifted uncomfortably. ".. I'd like to give you a chance." His continued silence made me fear that he'd reject me just like I had rejected him. I lowered my gaze to the floor and my heart began to beat thunderously. It didn't help when I felt him grab my hand and softly tilt my head up to look at him. "I know this is very hypocritical," he began, "but you were right." "What?" I asked, unsure of what he meant. "I guess I wasn't being sincere." He simply stated. "And, I don't even know why I said those things to begin with." "Are you kidding me?" He didn't answer me once again. Instead of arguing, I turned around and walked away. I had no idea what to feel. My head was too clouded to think properly. I ...