We pulled apart, breathing heavily.

Our body's were still pressed up against each other, faces inches a part as we panted for air.

I hesitantly looked up at him. His stare held me captive as his eyes bored deeply into mine.

Suddenly a thickness settled between us. My heart dropped in my chest as I watched his eyes flash.

Just like that, the indescribable moment between us ended.

His mouth parted, eyes wide as he looked at me with a horrified expression. Like what had just happened between us was a mistake.

I knew what was coming next. I dreaded what was coming next.
My body felt cold, even though the sun around us was burning hot. His hands around me dropped, his chest off mine as he took a step back from me.

My hands dropped limb by my sides as I looked down at the sand.

I couldn't look at him.

Oh grow up Heaven. What did you think would happen? That he'd want to be with you? That he wanted you?

The thickness in the air suddenly left. I hesitantly lifted my head up, only to see that Blake wasn't standing in front of me anymore.

My chest tightened as all I could do was stair hopelessly at his retrieving form. The silence consuming my thoughts.

Realization had suddenly dawned upon me.

He had walked away from me. He was pushing me away again.

And just like that. We were back to where we started.

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I stepped into the shower, the water escalating down my naked body in soft droplets.

Even though the water was warm, my skin was prickling with goosebumps.

How was I going to face him at school?

My bottom lip began to tremble. He probably won't even talk to me on Monday.

I sighed, scrunching my eyes closed.

I can't believe I let myself care for him. If I had known that this would have been the outcome of the kiss, I would have never let it happen.

I didn't know what to feel. I was confused. I was angry, hurt and upset. But I was also worried about him.

He needed a friend but of course I had to let my stupid hormonal feelings get in the way.

But he kissed me first. Which meant he must feel something for me. Right?

But why walk away! Dammit.

He was the bad boy. He was a fighter so why not fight his own battles, instead of walking away from them.

I breathed in deeply, bathing my skin.

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I lay in my bed, facing the ceiling. My mind instantly began to relieve the kiss Blake and I shared over and over.

I brought my hand up to my lips, grazing my fingers ever so lightly upon them.

My lips tingled as I remembered the feeling of his lips on mine.

This stupid kiss was keeping me up. I couldn't fricken sleep because the kiss basically consumed my thoughts.

Beep Beep

I jumped at the sound of my phone going off.

Who the hell would be messaging me at this time of night?

Groaning, I shifted over, unlocking my phone.

My eye brows furrowed in confusion. It was an unknown number.

I opened the message, almost dropping my phone in the process.

My heart accelerated as I read the message.

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Unknown:

I'm sorry.
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I hesitated, before typing a reply.

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Me:

Who is this?
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I had a gut feeling that it was Blake but I wanted him to say it.

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Unknown:

You know who this is.
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I giggled softly at his response.

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Me:

Did Luke give you my number Blake?
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Unknown:

Yes. Why does he have it anyway?
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I rolled my eyes.

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Me:

Jealous?
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Unknown:

Very.
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I couldn't help but smile at his response. I swear he's going to be the fricken death of me.

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Me:

Goodnight Blake.
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Unknown:

Goodnight kitten.
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My heart clenched when I realised that I could of possibly been on his mind this late at night.

I turned off my phone, placing it back on my night stand before lying back in bed. My lips twitched up into a smile as I closed my eyes. Sleep soon washing over me.