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“You know what, I just remembered that I, um…” Shit, the tears start to stream down my face, and I suck in a deep breath before looking down. “I have to go. I hope it works out with your crush.” My voice cracks at the end, and I wince. I hope he didn’t hear it.
I go to reach for my backpack, but he stops me and pulls me back to him.
“Damn. I messed this up. Paige, my crush is…” He’s observing me carefully, and all I can think about is how I wish the ground would swallow me up right now. I can’t believe how badly I misinterpreted this whole situation. “Paige, you’re my crush. I have a crush on you.”
I’m staring at him. Tears still streaming slowly down my face because my brain hasn’t quite caught up with the words that just came out of his mouth.
He brushes the tears from my face. “Paige, did you hear me?” He looks worried. “Please say something.” I’m beginning to realize I’ve never seen Jack nervous before, and that’s exactly how he looks right now.
“You like me? Like, like me like me?” God, I sound so much like a teenage girl right now, I want to vomit, but I can’t help how it just came out.
A small smile graces his gorgeous face. “Yeah, I like you. A lot, actually. I don’t want to mess up our friendship, but I also don’t want to miss out on seeing where this could go.”
He gently clasps my hand in his, brushing the top of it with his thumb. I shiver, and goosebumps break out across my skin at the contact.
My heart has started to beat a little more regularly. My emotions are calming down, and his words are finally settling in my brain. Jack likes me. “So, you want to date me?”
He cups the back of his neck with his hand, rubbing it a little self-consciously. “Well, yeah. Do you want to date me?”
“Yes,” I whisper. I can’t believe this is happening. Pinch me. I must be dreaming.
He full-on smiles at me this time. “So, you’ll be my girlfriend?”
I can’t help but smile back at him, especially hearing the excitement in his voice. “Yes.”
I giggle and throw my arms around his neck and kiss him like I’ve wanted to since he picked me up. His arms go around my waist, and he holds me close to him. This is really happening. Oh my god.
We make out for almost an hour before we take a break to grab some food, and I let him copy my notes from history. Afterward, we put on a movie, cuddling and making out some more before he takes me home for my curfew. Jack is a perfect gentleman. Despite the apparent bulge in his pants, he never pushes it past kissing. He doesn’t even try to feel me up – which I’m only slightly disappointed about.
When Jack takes me home, he walks me to the front door and kisses me goodnight. It’s perfect, and I’m walking on clouds as I get ready for bed. I lay against my pillows, looking up at my ceiling, and fall asleep thinking about Jack’s kisses.
Four
Despite not being able to think about anything but Paige for the past month, I’ve still managed to do pretty well in my classes and on the football field. I’m not your average dumb jock – something I pride myself on. I get A’s and B’s and maintain a solid GPA while being the starting quarterback – despite only being a sophomore. So far this season, we’re undefeated.
As much as I love football, none of that compares to the thrill I get every time I enter school holding Paige’s hand. I look over at her walking down the hall next to me, her petite hand in my much larger one. She’s wearing my letterman’s jacket, her hair falling softly halfway down the back. She’s honestly never looked sexier.
I overheard one of the senior players talking in the locker room about how his girlfriend surprised him by wearing only his letterman’s jacket and nothing else. He said it was the best sex he’d ever had. Looking at Paige, I keep thinking about what she would look like wearing only my letterman’s jacket.
Fuck, that’s not a smart thought to have when walking down the halls. The last thing I need is to pop another boner at school – something that has become a constant problem since Paige and I started dating.
I’m a teenage boy. I was thinking about sex pretty regularly before I even had a girlfriend, but now that I do – and that girlfriend is Paige, who is smoking hot – I honestly can’t stop thinking about what sex will be like with her. And it’s definitely just a matter of time. We’ve talked about it. We’re both virgins, and right now, I’m kind of thankful for that. I love the idea that I’ll be the first guy Paige is with. The thought of anyone else touching her like I do makes my blood boil.
It’s moments like this when I realize that I honestly can’t imagine my life without Paige in it. I know I’m only 16 and way too young to think about marriage and all that, but I wouldn’t mind if it was Paige. I’ve loved her as a friend for most of my life and now… well, I haven’t told her yet, but I’m in love with her.
She looks at me, and I swear my heart stops. Goddamn, she’s so fucking gorgeous.
“What are you smiling about?”
I didn’t even realize I was smiling, but I shouldn’t be surprised. I don’t think I’ve stopped smiling in the last month.
“Just thinking about our date this weekend.” I squeeze her hand, and she smiles at me.
I swear she gets more beautiful every day. How did I get so lucky?
I pick Paige up at seven o’clock. It’s a Saturday night, so her curfew is midnight, instead of her weekday curfew of ten o’clock. Her dad seems pretty happy that we’re dating, although her mom is a little cautious. I think she’s worried about if we break up, but I don’t plan on ever breaking up with Paige.
Paige comes down the stairs, and my eyes scan up her body, my breath stopping in my chest. It can’t be healthy that my heart keeps stopping like this, right? I don’t think it’s normal. None of the other guys talk about feeling like this with their girls.
