A sudden sound made me jump with fear. I looked at my bedside table. Oh thank god, it was only my phone buzzing. I reached for it and answered before I had any time to read the name on the display.
- Are you asleep yet?

Ahh, it was Scott. Well if he was playing all chilly chill on me, I could do the same to him.
- Does it seem like it? I snapped
- eh.. hehe.. no. he answered, surprised maybe.

I didn't say anything, just waited silently for him to speak up again.
- Can I come over?
- Sure...

In less than a few seconds he was in my room. He was wearing a pair of grey sweatpants and no shirt. What was he thinking?! Is he trying to make up for his cold behavior earlier today or what? Well, if that was his intention, then it probably would work. I was so distracted by watching his abs I didn't have any more space to think about holding up a cold façade. Stupid, stupid! I though. I had become so weak. I took my eyes off of his incredible abs and then looked at him. He had made room for himself on my bed and were now flipping through the t.v channels, he stopped when he had found a movie of his interest, it looked like a scary movie. Ugh, I hated scary movies...

-Aren't you gonna join me? He said and threw me a quick glance.
- sure.. I said and went to sit next to him. But I made sure we didn't sit too close. I was still mad at him.

He didn't say anything, he just kept watching the movie. I crossed my arms over my chest, inhaled and let out a deep sigh, then I narrowed my eyes. How stubborn and childish I felt! Scott had changed me in so many ways... it felt like whenever I didn't have his attention I would die. Well, at least I would go crazy. I wanted him to notice me, and only me. What had happened to me? It felt like everything was backwards. It felt like I was the one begging for him to come to me rather than the opposite, which was the plan from the very beginning. It felt like I was in the play of A Midsummer Night's Dream. The quotes of Helena started to appear in my head:

"Apollo flies and Daphne holds the chase.

The dove pursues the griffin. The mild hind

Makes speed to catch the tiger - bootless speed,

when cowardice pursues and valor flies."

and:

"Your wrongs do set a scandal on my sex.

We cannot fight for love as men may do.

We should be woo:d and were not made to woo."

Yep.. that Shakespeare dude sure was a genius. I sighed once again, then I turned slightly away from him. I pushed out my underlip and felt the stubborn child inside me rise.

when in my bed the thought finally hit me: what had we done? I mean... we only slept.. right? I closed my eyes and tried to focus. But I couldn't remember anything! Was my memory really that much similar to a goldfish? I shook my head and filled my lungs with air. No, no. nothing happened, of course not. How silly of me to think such a way, I mean... i'm a virgin. The silly thoughts that had run in my mind made me laugh. How easily I get carried away!

          I leaned down on my bed and turned on the cd player.

          I must have drifted off a bit because next thing I know the whole house is in motion. Then the door to my room opened and a fresh smell of pancakes and syrup searched through my nose. My stomach growled.

- good morning, Scott said and pulled off that sweet smile of his.

- Morning.. I answered, not turning my head from the screen. I didn't want to get caught in his hypnotizing glare or perhaps melt from his perfect smile. I crossed my fingers he wouldn't mention last night. It was embarrassing as it was already.

- There are pancakes downstairs waiting for you, he said. I could still feel his smile in his words.

-  i'm not hungry, I answered as if my mind was somewhere else. Which was true.

          He hesitated by the door, but then he came to sit beside me on my bed.

- so I talked to my parents... he waited for a response, but none came so he continued

- I can stay! Well, I have to stay here until tomorrow, because then my aunt will arrive.

          I still didn't speak a word. My heart was racing too fast for me to keep up with it. My blood pushed through my veins in an incredible speed. I couldn't risk say anything without sounding too enthusiastic, besides I had to work on my mask. If I spoke now, I would totally destroy the whole i-don't-care-about-you act.

          He rose and made his way towards the door, but then stopped and said:

- oh well, what's the point in staying, you don't want me here anyway... he sounded vulnerable, but there was still a little hint of irony behind his words. Then he sighed deeply and loud enough for me to hear. Weak as I had become for him, I fell for it.

- Please stay? I asked, well actually, it sounded more like begging to me.

          He turned around, met my eyes and smiled. Stupid, perfect, flawless, beautiful smile.

- well... ok then, for you, he said and smiled, AGAIN.

          What was up with that boy? Always smiling. And not just any smile, it was that perfect, crooked smile. That smile that always left a dimple on his left cheek. The smile that had made me melt like ice on a sunny day. Did he always have to pull that on me?! I bet he knows what that smile does to me. What was up with him, manipulating me in that way. It wasn't fair.

          This felt like the longest day ever. Nothing special really happened. And by that I mean, NOTHING AT ALL! Scott didn't even flirt with me! He didn't even smile my favorite crooked smile, no, he just had to go all movie star like and flash those hollywood-looking straight smiles. That was definitely not MY smile. He didn't even look in my eyes for more than two seconds, if he even looked at all. Maybe just because we were always under the supervision of my dad... he wouldn't let Scott out of his sight for one brief second! And whenever I was around too, his eyes tightened, as if he knew something was up between me and Scott. Perfect dad! Always overreacting, always ruining things for me.

          Now I was standing in front of my window, looking out on the street. My parents and Scott were probably asleep now, the time was almost midnight. The sky was thick black and I could only see two bright stars, shining right next to each other. As if they were each others comfort. I needed a comfort...

          i snorted, but didn't make any further comment on that.

          he was eager to change the subject.

- you know, my aunt will be home from spain on monday, he said

- yeah, i know that scott, i said and raised one eyebrow. where was he going with this?

he started to play around with his fingers nervously. he was about to open his mouth, but then hesitated and started laughing quietly to himself. his laughter woke a sudden flicker deep in my stomach. snap out of it! i thought as i hit myself on the side of my head. scott's eyes had suddenly made me the center of attention and his face was in a deep frown. i didn't say anything, i just stared back deep into his hyptnotizing gaze. the corner of his lips moved upwards, smiling a crooked smile. the dimple appeared. the sudden flutter i recently felt came back, now more intensified. it tickled so much i almost wanted to laugh out loud to remind myself i was the winner in this game. i clenched both my hands into hard fists desperately trying to tell my deep consciousness that the path it was steering me against was the wrong one. i was too busy fighting with my own consciousness that i didn't notice that i had a wierd, abrupt, pulled together face with deep frowning lines, my lips were pressed together like a little cherry, and on top of that scott still hadn't moved his face, now he was eyeing me with a look saying: are you alright or do you want me to play a psycho as well and join your own little private conversation with yourself? and as if it weren't enough giving me that look, he had to speak it out loud as well.

          - ehm.. are you.. ok? he said and grimaced.

          - yeah, why? i asked innocently

- urgh.. nothing. you seemed... distant. he said and frowned at his own choice of word; distant.

i smiled to convince him that he was the messed up one here, not me.

- so, you were saying? i said

- what?

- you were about to say something, but then you started laughing... i lowerned my voice as i said the last word. his laughter had given me butterflies. don't think about it vanessa!! my inner voice shouted.

- oh, that... he smiled again, hesitantly. - i was thinking... my parents have to leave tomorrow, but... i figured... he moved his eyes away from me and looked up at the ceiling. - maybe... i could stay with my aunt for another week.. or so? his words were slow and hesitant.

          my heart litterally jumped out of my chest and started pounding with an intense force. the butterflies were back in my stomach, dancing around like never before, like they were having a party. my eyes narrowed and it wasn't until a few seconds later that i realized how my body was responsing to his words. i controlled myself.

- really? that would be cool! i said, a little too excited so i added: i guess...

he just smiled and moved his gaze towards me, i allowed myself to get lost in his eyes for a while.

the sun pushed in through the closed blinds and the few beams that came through hit my skin in an instant. i opened my eyes for a brief second, then closed them again. then my eyes narrowed. with wide eyes i inspected the entire room. this was not my room. oh no! please don't tell me it's not true, please tell me i'm wrong, i thought, moving my head slightly to the side holding my breath, please tell me this is a dream, please... damnit! i discovered scott lying right next to me sleeping so silently. gosh he looked so adorable! no! i turned my head away from him. snap out of it! no! no! NO! but just a little... if i could just... i slowly moved my head back to look at scott. even in his sleep he looked perfectly stunning. i smiled. no! no! no! this was so wrong on so many levels! where was my dignity?! there was no way i was going to give in.

          carefully i got out of the bed and went back to my room. lucky my parents (or his) weren't awake yet, they would've freaked! i shuddered at the thought of them finding me in the same bed as scott.

the laughters faded and the smile on my face disappeared. we held that position for a long time; with him almost lying over me, holding both of my wrists, looking at me deeply in the eyes.

- then you must have one heck of an imagination, i said and smiled

- whatever makes you sleep better honey, he said and smiled back.

i took my fingers and touched his dimple. he laughed.

- i've always wanted to do this, i said and giggled

          he took away my hand from his cheek and kissed my fingers. i looked at him, and he looked back at me. our bodies were pierced with lust and passion of youth. my heart picked up speed and so did my breathing. he kept kissing my fingers, leaving me in a huge desire for him to touch me even more. i couldn't stand it any longer. my entire body was throbbing and i wanted more. i acted without thinking and placed both of my hands on his neck, pushing his face towards me and pressed my lips against his. our tongues playing with each other, it was like a wild, wet chase and one's lips embracing the other's. he moved his head to the side and started kissing my neck and nibbling carefully on my earlobes. i smiled and a shiver ran along my body. a small tickle and throbbing appeared in my lower zone.

          he stopped kissing me and i felt his warm and heavy breaths hit against my neck. he kept moving his face around my neck area, doing nothing but letting his breaths embrace me. he knew that by doing so i only wanted more; and he was right, i wanted more.

i pulled off his shirt, and then my own. then i put both of my hands on his back and pressed his entire body against mine. i could feel his heavy weight rest on my body and the bulb of his sex harden even more by the second. he went down and pulled off my shorts, my half naked body dressed in only a bra and panties appeared in front of him. his hands started touching everywhere, stimulating the places that created pleasure. i started breathing louder and heavier, and my chest was moving up and down, each inhale bringing even more pleasure, each exhale giving away all the feelings i had kept inside all day.

          we changed positions and now i was on top of him. i wanted to time to go to waste, with my mind lost in lust, desires and strong passion, i pulled of every piece of clothing on his body and satisfied his needs. he groaned loudly.

          then a door slammed. we both stopped what we were doing and stared at each other. scott placed a finger on his lips gesturing me to be quiet.

          - ohh what a night!!

- it certainly has been!

then a couple of laughters filled the house.

our parents had gotten home. i looked at the clock, it was only around midnight.

          - shit!! scott said quietly and quickly got up to get dressed.

i panicked. what if they caught us! i would be soooo dead. quickly i looked for my clothes and also got dressed. my heart started racing, not for the same reason as earlier though.

          - where are the kids?

- i don't know, go check upstairs.

          - ohh man! hurry vanessa! scott said and turned on the T.V, then he sat down on my bed

the door to my room opened just by the time when i got my shorts on.

          - heey kids, here you are! are you still awake? it was scott's dad

- hey dad. are you guys back already? scott answered

george went inside and got down next to scott.

- wow, it's really hot in here... well yeah, if we stayed there we would've lost all our money. he said and laughed. - besides, we felt sorry for leaving you kids at home all by yourself.
i don't mind... i thought.

after about an hour everyone had gone to bed. i was lying in my bed thinking about the previous moments shared between me and scott when suddenly i got a text message:

          what are u doin?

it was from scott. i smiled. i longed for his body to come back to me. i answered him and soon i received another text message:

          yea i can't sleep either. wanna cum over?

i didn't answer him, instead i got up of my bed and went out through the door wearing only panties and a big t-shirt. i went carefully on my toes and tried to sneak as quiet as possible, then i opened the door to his room and went inside.

          - did you feel lonely? i said and smiled in the dark

- rather, he answered.

the room was in complete darkness and i couldn't see anything. the only light was the light that the night sky provided us with. i stood still so my eyes could adjust to the dark. then i felt a hand grab mine and led me to the bed. we both crawled down under the cover. i could now see the contoures of the furniture.

          - i remember when we put up those stars, he said and pointed up to the ceiling.

i smiled.

- yeahh, i remember that too.

- what?

- do you?

- do you think i'd be kissing you if i had one? he said

i didn't say anything. then he said:

- no, i don't have a girlfriend...

- why not?

- well, it's becau.... he hesitated

- what is it? i said

- i... he paused for a moment, and then he finally said: i haven't found the right one yet.

          the right one?! this sounded suspicious. the guy is 16! you don't talk about finding the right one by this age, especially not if you're a guy! i started to wonder whether he was hiding something from me or not. i mean, he was obviously extremely good-looking which probably resulted in many girls chasing him, no doubt. so, what was up with him?