Just a Crush

"What the heck." I exclaimed trying to pull my arm away. As I looked I saw an angry Evan.

"What do you think you're doing? You reek like alcohol and you're over here making out with some boy in front of everyone? What if your brothers had seen?" He said through gritted teeth not letting go of my arm.

At this time everyone was looking shocked as in not knowing what to say. Travis stood up and was giving Evan a sorry look.

"And you!" pointing at Travis. "Why would you let her drink you know her brothers will kill you. If you just trying to take advantage of her."

I stopped him yanking my arm out of his grasp.

"Let go of me, it was my idea! How many times have you come over drunk of passed out? Why is it okay for you and not me?" I exclaimed becoming angry also. Why did he think he could do that I asked myself.

"Travis told me not to, so don't blame him. You know what! Never mind I don't have to explain anything to you!" I stomped off knowing very well Evan was right behind me. He grabbed my elbow again and started guiding me towards his truck. Every time I struggled he would tighten his grip. Even after my protests of him hurting me. He opened the door and shoved me in. Getting in the driver's side he drove off. I sat as close to the window as I could with my elbow on the window and my hand holding my head. I was starting to get a headache. I knew he was taking me home and I was kind of glad. I started not to feel well. Before the car came to a complete stop I got out not wanting to be around him anymore. He followed me stopping me just as I opened the door and got inside. He closed it now pinning me to the now closed door.

"What is your problem? You don't drink. And what's with that boy? You know your brothers aren't going to like this.

I looked at him mad, "That's why you aren't going to tell them. So leave me alone, go back to that Barbie, and leave me alone!" I tried to maneuver around his arms that were encasing me to the door but he wouldn't budge.

"I don't know what's gotten into you lately."

"Maybe I've grown up and want to let loose once in a while. Is it so hard for you all to think I want to have some fun too?"

I looked in his eyes his anger turned to a concern look and I was wondering what he was thinking. I bit my lip and lowered my head. Turning my chin up with his finger he looked at me and before I knew it his lips were on mine. I was shocked Evan Bianchi lips are on mine! But as quickly as that thought came, it left. All I could think about was how amazing his lips felt on mine. My knees grew weak and I started to sink. One hand grabbed my neck as the other made its way to my lower back. I wanted to melt into him. His lips were wanting and I gasped, as my lips parted, Evan slipped his tongue into my welcoming mouth. Caressing sweet moans out of me in return. He abruptly stopped hovering with his mouth inches from my own leaning his forehead on mine. I felt his warm breathe and then it hit me. I realized what just happened. My eyes grew wide and I quickly maneuvered out and ran upstairs to my room, leaving a confused Evan leaning his head against the door. I shut my door and slid down the back. I was confused. I knew I could never get him out of my system now, I wanted more. But I knew it would never happen. Why would he do that? Because he could? Because no one can have anything unless he wanted it?