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CHAPTER 24

KEITH'S POV

Ok, I haven't been myself since Chloe and I made out. I just hope she didn't notice my hard dick. I mean, I tried, but she was just too sexy and her moans were musical.

Her boobs were soft and they fit perfectly into my hand.

The fact that she didn't tell me to stop should mean, she's having feelings for me, right?

When she asked me to help her clean up, I knew I'd be dead. I wouldn't have held myself together and who knows what would have happened.

I'm now at her house, waiting for her to come down so we could go to school.

I just hope she doesn't wear something that's gonna tempt me into making out with her.

"Hi", she came out of the house wearing a white wraparound midi dress and flats. Finally, she let her hair down.

"Hey, you ready?"

"Yeah", we both got into the car and zoomed off.

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"And that was how the World War 1 began. See you in our next class", the history teacher just wrapped up his teaching.

Chloe and I left the class to the cafeteria to get water.

"Forrest, I won't be able to drop you off today"

"Why?"

"I have basketball practice"

" Oh. Well, I can stay and watch"

" Really?"

" Yeah, I've never seen people playing basketball before so....yeah"

" But you dated Nolan and he's on the basketball team"

" I know, but he never wanted me to come watch the game or see him practice "

"Ok, you can stay and watch"

" Ok"

And a few minutes later, we arrived at the basketball court, the guys were already with the coach.

"Have fun", Forrest said to me with one of the sweetest smiles and I felt the urge to kiss her.

"I will", I jogged to where the guys were and we started practicing.

The cheerleaders were here, cheering but the only person I wanted to cheer me on was Chloe.

Throughout practice, Nolan has been giving me weird looks and intentionally tripping me over.

Guess he's still not over Chloe.

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 CHLOE'S POV

Ok, who would have thought that basketball would be fun and exciting and filled tension.

I know it's just practice but damn, I'm loving this sport.

Throughout the practice, I could see Nolan staring at me occasionally. I guess he's surprised to see me here.

He would try to annoy Keith and all that stuff, but Keith was calm.

The practice ended and Nolan walked up to me.

"Hey", he said.

"Hi", I said not paying him any attention.

" I see you came to watch me practice"

" I didn't come for you"

" Oh, you came for him. Are you dating Keith?"

" And why should that be any of your concern?"

" I just wanted to know if I still have a chance"

" We're not dating"

" Ok, well uh.....", he was speaking when Keith cut him off.

" Are you ready to go, butterfly?"

" Yeah", I picked up my backpack and started leaving with Keith.

" Bye, Nolan", Keith and I arrived at the parking lot and got into his car.

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Hey, author here. I just wanted you guys to know that there's another make out scene ahead so tread with caution. Enjoy ✨✨✨

The drive home was quiet but it was comfortable. I, in particular didn't have anything to talk about.

Soon after, Keith pulled over on my driveway and we got down.

"Are you staying over at my place?", I asked Keith when we got into the house.

"If you want me to"

Do I want him to?

"Ok, I'll order us some pizza"

"Good choice"

I placed the order and head upstairs to change. I wore a halter top and a pleated skirt. I head back downstairs and met Keith switching the channel on the TV.

"Haven't you found any suitable channel to watch?", I questioned plopping on the space beside him.

"Nah. What they have on is either Black lightning or Star girl"

"Those are really good series"

"I just don't wanna watch them. Imma find me an Avengers movie"

" Fair enough"

*Dingdong*

" Pizza's here!", I head to the door to collect it and I met a cute delivery guy.

" Hi", he said looking all shy.

" Hi"

" Here's your order", he handed me the pizza box and I gave him Jess' credit card.

" Thanks", I said when he handed the card back to me.

" Uhmm, I was wondering if you would want to hangout and maybe get to know each other", he said with blush-stained cheeks.

" I would lov--------", I was about replying when Keith cut me off.

"Sorry, mate, she's taken",he wrapped his arms around my waist and started kissing my neck.

"Oh, I didn't know", the pizza guy said, his face flushed.

"It's ok. I'll see you when next I order pizza", I waved the guy and pulled Keith into the house.

"What was that for?", I asked as I kept the pizza box on the table near the door.

"The guy was flirting with you and I had to step in", he casually replied, wrapping his arms around my waist and coming closer.

"And so what if he was flirting with me?", I couldn't find my courage anymore.

"I needed to show him that you aren't interested and he's not your type", he pinned me against the door.

"Oh, yeah? Who's my type then?"

"This should answer your question", he slammed his lips on mine, kissing me sweetly and I couldn't help but kiss him back.

He used his teeth to nip at my bottom lip, asking for permission and I opened my mouth.

He deepened the kiss, his hand moving up my thigh and under my skirt, tugging my underwear.

No, I don't wanna have sex just yet.

As if he read my mind, he pulled away and whispered

"We're not having sex, if that's what you're thinking", and our lips connected again, and my body was on fire.

His hand that was under my skirt, cupped my ass and I moaned.

He lifted me and I wrapped my legs around his waist, and he took me up to my room.

In one swift movement, he undid my bun, why is he always doing that?

He placed me on the bed and he was straddling me, although his knees supported his weight.

He began kiss my neck, leaving marks, while my fingers found his hair. I was a moaning mess right now.

He lips found mine and his hands found their way up my top, massaging and molding my boobs. I moaned his name like it was my favorite song. God, I feel so gooood.....

He stopped what he was doing and stared at me.

"Why'd you stop?", I found myself asking.

Why shouldn't he stop?

My subconscious fired back at me.

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