Good Girl Bad Girl (A Trevor Jackson Story)

17. Street Make-Out

A/N : Please read the A/N at the end, plz plz ^.^
"Sooo...what happened ?!!!!" I asked, all excited, to Olivia.
She blushed as she closed her locker.

It was friday morning, P.E day...
"Eeeeeeeeep I knew it, you guys are datin' !!" I smiled wide while jumping up and down
"Yeah..." she couldn't help but smile too.
"How did it happened ?" I calmed down, still a bit happy though.
"Well..."

-Flashback-
(Olivia's P.O.V)

Trevor walked towards me to wish me good night. He hugged me, pulled away and then looked in my eyes.
"You know, Diggy really likes you... He's a bit mad, but don't care about that..."
"I don't care about him at all." I lied.
"C'mon I know that's not true..."
"I don't, Trevor." I spat.
He sighed then opened his mouth to speak again when Diggy got in front of me. Not knowing why, I watched Trevor walking away to Maddie but still having my head facing Diggy, my eyes just moving to the corners of my orbits.
When they travelled back to Diggy's face, his right hand got on my cheek and his left one behind my neck, his thumb on my jaw, and his lips touched mine.
I first got surprised and leaned back a bit. He forced his mouth more onto mine and moved it, tilting his head on his right side, as I did too. Why was I questionning things ? Both of our eyes were closed, we were kissing, enjoying the moment. So I should just relax and focus on it, 'cause it won't last forever.
My hand shyly got on his chest, and as soon as he felt it touch it he put his left hand on it, holding my fingers. Grabbing my neck by behind, he pulled me closer to him and closed the gap between our bodies. He let go of my face and wrapped in a huge bear hug, his arms around me, as I wrapped mine around his neck. He held me close, and tight. Really tight.
He started to lick my bottom lip and I couldn't help but let out a quiet moan ; I widely seperated my lips and let him slid his tongue into my mouth. I held his face as he grabbed my waist and we closed our mouths, only pressing our lips together, in a hard but loving way. Our noses were against eachother, me still holding his face, our lungs about to explode.
We finally pulled away and it felt like a back-to-reality moment, when you wake up from a good dream, or when you snap out of your own thoughts.
Panting, I looked a his lips and he still had his eyes closed. He feverishly pecked my lips a few times, then hugged me. I held him close, my eyelids shut. We stayed like this for a while, taking the time to catch our breath.
When we did, we pulled away and he put his forehead on mine, interlocking his fingers with my own, maintaining them to his chest level. As we stared at eachother, we smiled. Smiled then smiled more because of the smile of the other. It was a circle. Smiled so much that we even started to laugh. I giggled at him and he softly kissed my cheek then caressed it with his hurt, bandaged hand.

"I'm sorry for my behavior" he suddenly spoke up. "I was annoying and unfair, I know but it's just-"
"No, I was too." I apologized.
Diggy slowly pulled his head away from mine, then his body, looking down. "And, um...that Ethan guy..."
"Oh right. Him." I let out.
He let go of both of my hands and I felt cold and empty, the warmth of his body not against me anymore.
"So...if you really like him... Why did you kiss back ?" he coldly asked.
"Diggy, I don't. I swear, he's just a guy-"
"Just a guy ?" he choked. "Yeah, he's just the guy you like, therefore the guy I hate, the guy I don't want to meet, the guy that ruins us, the guy that makes me sad and angry, the guy I don't even know who the fuck he is and that I just don't like, though I have never noticed him until you say you have a crush on him, which destroys our friendship, relationship and my chances with you. Yeah, he's just a guy."
Shocked by his speech, I still managed to get out some words of my mouth.
"I don't like him. I like you, I swear."
He lifted up his eyes to mine. "Oh."
"Diggy, what's wrong ?" I said in a soft voice. "I told you I want you and not him, please belie-"
"No I believe you."
"Then what's wrong ?"
He sighed. "You like me ?"
I nodded. "You only like me. Damn I feel stupid, because for me it's more than a crush. It might scare you but I love you."

My heart literally jumped on my chest and also melted. I didn't want to speak to enjoy the resonance of those words but I had to because he might take it the wrong way and leave.
"You are. The real. MVP." I spat on each word.
He lifted his eyebrows as I ran to him and kissed him. Hard. I felt him close his eyes and grab my waist, pulling me closer.
Our passionate kiss soon turned into a make out. It was so good. It felt amazing.
I really did love him.