All night long, it was just him and I.
Our lips were touching each other all the time.
This is what we both wanted.
I want to kiss him all the time.
Every time I look at his lips I want to kiss him.
Marcus: Shall we go? It's kinda late.
The music was so loud, I could barely hear Marcus.
Me: It's alright.
Marcus: What about your parents?
Me: They'll like you.
Marcus: That's why I should take you home.
Me: Don't act like my dad.
Marcus: I'm just two years older and I don't know if your parents are okay with this.
Me: They know I broke up with Jackson. And I don't want to mention your name so soon.
Marcus: Oh.
I kissed his lips and hugged him.
Me: It's not that important.
Marcus: Yeah. Anyway.
Me: Let's get out of here and go to the beach.
Marcus: Alright, Olivia.
He grabbed my hand and went outside together.
I couldn't believe that everything was fine.
I mean, him and I finally together.
This must be a dream.
We lay down on the sand and I lay my head on his chest.
I'm falling for him over and over.
I can't help falling for him.
Marcus: What do you think about us? Will we make it?
Me: I believe we can do this.
Marcus: We're different.
Me: Totally different. You're a 18-year-old jerk.
He laughed out loud and kissed my lips.
Marcus: I'm almost 19. And you're almost 17.
Me: Oh then we fine.
He smiled.
Marcus: Do you mind I'm older?
I didn't reply immediately.
Me: Well, no.
He was confused.
It was kind of cold that night.
The sea in front of us and the wind made the night scary.
But so damn good at the same time.
Marcus: I can see there's a problem.
Me: No, Marcus. I've said what maybe is a problem when we were at the hotel in that school trip.
Marcus: Bro come on. You're afraid I want to fuck you?
Me: Marcus, there's no problem.
Marcus: Answer me.
Me: No, I'm not afraid of that. I just wanna know. Do you want more?
He sighed.
Marcus: You still don't trust me.
Me: I do. I just asked. It's not a big deal.
Marcus: I like you, Olivia. But I would never rush something you don't want to do.
