"Mom can we please just go home?" I asked as I popped a McDonald's french fry in my mouth.

"No, we have to stop into Mobil to see your brother," said my mom.

As we turned into Mobil a white Mitubishi Lancer appeared. As I saw it I put down my french fries and flipped the car mirror revealing my messy bun. I quickly took down my hair as I was always told I looked better with my hair down.

"Would you stop?" Mom asked.

"What do you want me to do? The dude's hot." I answered as I rolled down my window.

Her brother, Ryan came to the window and said "Sappening?"

"Just wanted to drop you off some food. And Kayley wanted to stare at Chris." My mom said with a laugh.

Just as mom said Chris's name he peered out by the Mobil doors. When I saw him standing there I smiled and all he did was stare with a cute grin on his face.

"We are playing basketball later if you wanna go. You can play one on one with him and sneak a feel for his ass." Ryan said as he started walking to the Mobil doors.

"Yeah, okay." I said as I laughed and took another look at Chris as he smiled at me. Letting out another sign and a 'oh my god he's so hot' I went back to eating my fries.

I knew I shouldn't have been looking at Chris, since I was in eighth grade and he was nineteen years old. But hey, I could look right? That night I went to the mall with Ryan and Nicolah they ran into Scott in town and he told them about a huge party. I went with them. When we pulled up to a house all you could hear was loud music and the smell was of vodka and beer.

Nicolah and Ryan quickly went out by the deck to talk to Scott. When I went in a guy named Dan stopped me, he eagerly started talking about a time he waxed his car with woodpolisher and he ate the paint. That story quickly changed to another one it was about him almost dying in a plane, you could tell that he was drunk. Chris came over and made Dan leave me alone. He passed me a drink and we sat down on the couch. I knew he had a girlfriend but I didn't know her name let alone what she looked like. I did however wonder if she was tehre in the house but I figured she wasn't considering he was getting pretty close to me on the couch.

Chris started kissing my neck and I was beginning to get alittle drunk from what he gave me. He got up and took my hand, we ended up going to his room. I didn't even know it was his house. I sat on the bed and we started kissing. I remember the feel of his bed it was really comfortable. I also remember him being on top of me and how good he kissed.

When I woke up I was in my own bed. Evidentally I passed out in Chris's room and then got drove home. After all that he moved for about six months. I didn't get a chance to ask him what exactly happened that night. When he came back, I went with Ryan to talk to him at the Credit Union parking lot. Ryan had to meet someone so he left me with Chris. I asked him about what happened he said we made out a lot and the only sexual thing that happened was I gave him head.

"When I first met you I liked you." He said as he kissed me.

"You're too old." I said.

I found out that his girlfriend Tracey was in the house when everything happened, I felt bad. We hung out a lot and dated, we broke up off and on. He did a lot of drugs and that made me do them too. He was very violent but not with me, but in time he would be. However, I loved how I could be a dork around him and he didn't mind. His ex was a psycho bitch, she tried running me over in town and that made us break up a lot was her.

One day we got into a huge fight and he hit me. I realized then I was fifteen and he was twenty-two. We couldn't and shouldn't be together. It was a real twisted realtionship, however I think we really liked each other. He's now with Tracey, they are actually thinking of getting married he's doing more drugs and he looks like shit. I'm happy I broke it off, however I miss all the inside jokes and the nicknames we made for each other.