Crooked Young
Alleyway Honesty
KARINA'S POV
Tony pulled away, his shallow breaths hitting my lips like waves. I let a wide smile spread on my face, and he did the same. We both laughed softly - not because it was funny, more because we were both pretty shocked.
"So," he whispered breathily, "where's this bike of yours?"
"Not telling," I replied, feeling a little daring.
Tony lowered his head, his lips skimming the skin of my neck. Slowly, with gentle kisses, he made his way up to my ear. "C'mon, just tell me."
I shook my head, choking out a messy "no" as I wrapped my arms around his neck. Tony chuckled lowly against my skin, causing my stomach to flip and my legs to wobble. This was the worst hurricane Kansas had ever seen.
Tony's hands trailed up my sides as he pushed himself up against me, allowing me to experience something I never knew I'd been craving so badly. His teeth sunk into the skin of my neck, tugging and nibbling. I shut my eyes, blocking out the rest of the world, and let myself fall into his embrace.
"Where is it?" he questioned once again.
"That's confidential information," I argued, trying to keep a steady voice.
"Tell me," he said huskily, roughly grabbing my thigh and pulling it up on to his side. I let out a surprised gasp, tightening my arms around his neck. He placed his other had on the wall, next to my head, and let his lips brush my ear.
Tony's hand slid up my leg, slyly moving round until he was holding my bum. All of a sudden, he squeezed it, and my mind - along with certain other parts of my body - went wild. "T-Tony," I blurted.
"Mhm?" He hummed, a devilish smile laced in his tone.
"It- Uh, it's behind the, um, bin."
Tony rose his mouth to my ear, waiting a few seconds before actually speaking. "Don't care."
"But you a-"
His hand slipped up my shirt, resting on my lower back. I could feel his calloused fingers digging into my skin, and I loved it. "Don't care."
I gave up arguing and focused on him. On the way he held me. On the way his skin felt against mine. On the way he would lean in to satisfy my need and then pull away before I could get enough.
Me and Tony kissed in that alleyway for what felt like years but, in reality, it was only about fifteen minutes. It soon became evident that we both had places to be and, as much as we didn't want the moment to end, it had to.
Tony shoved his hands into his pockets, his brown eyes scanning the darkening sky. I cleared my throat, making him look at me, and raised my eyebrows.
"I'm gonna head off, I guess," I said awkwardly, backing away slowly. I didn't know what I was waiting for, but it felt wrong to end it there. To end it like acquaintances. We're more than that, though, right? We're at least friends? God, we must be something!
"Kat, wait," he rushed, grabbing my hand before I walked off. He took a hesitant step forward, eyes locked with mine. He looked at me from under his long, dark lashes; mouth open ever so slightly.
"Um, I don't wanna end it like this," he admitted, followed by an adorable little laugh. To know he felt the same way made my stomach twist.
"Me neither," I agreed, trying to hide my goofy grin.
"Good," he nodded. As I watched his eyes watch me, I felt his index finger lift my chin. "Goodnight Karina," he said softly, ducking his head to press his tender lips against mine. The kiss was short, but incredibly sweet, and I turned bright red afterwards.
"Goodnight, Tony."
When it came to school the next day, I was a bit of a nervous wreck. If I seen Tony, I had no idea what I'd do. I didn't know what the protocol was for such a situation. I wanted to tell Elise and Meg, but when the time came, a bunch of random lies poured out instead. I just couldn't bring myself to admit any of it, partially because I was scared that it was all a dream.
"So, has Owen tried to hassle you anymore?" Elise asked, popping a Cheeto into her mouth.
I shook my head, gulping down some apple juice. "Nope."
"Has Tony made any moves?" She continued.
I froze, eyes widening involuntarily. "Uh, no. Why would he make-"
"Babe," she interrupted. "Calm down."
I pushed my fingers through my hair. "Sorry."
Elise told me that it was okay, and reminded me it was called a 'crush' for a reason, and then threw a Cheeto at me.
"Just remember," she said firmly. "If he kisses you soft after kissing you hard, it means something."
Tony pulled away, his shallow breaths hitting my lips like waves. I let a wide smile spread on my face, and he did the same. We both laughed softly - not because it was funny, more because we were both pretty shocked.
"So," he whispered breathily, "where's this bike of yours?"
"Not telling," I replied, feeling a little daring.
Tony lowered his head, his lips skimming the skin of my neck. Slowly, with gentle kisses, he made his way up to my ear. "C'mon, just tell me."
I shook my head, choking out a messy "no" as I wrapped my arms around his neck. Tony chuckled lowly against my skin, causing my stomach to flip and my legs to wobble. This was the worst hurricane Kansas had ever seen.
Tony's hands trailed up my sides as he pushed himself up against me, allowing me to experience something I never knew I'd been craving so badly. His teeth sunk into the skin of my neck, tugging and nibbling. I shut my eyes, blocking out the rest of the world, and let myself fall into his embrace.
"Where is it?" he questioned once again.
"That's confidential information," I argued, trying to keep a steady voice.
"Tell me," he said huskily, roughly grabbing my thigh and pulling it up on to his side. I let out a surprised gasp, tightening my arms around his neck. He placed his other had on the wall, next to my head, and let his lips brush my ear.
Tony's hand slid up my leg, slyly moving round until he was holding my bum. All of a sudden, he squeezed it, and my mind - along with certain other parts of my body - went wild. "T-Tony," I blurted.
"Mhm?" He hummed, a devilish smile laced in his tone.
"It- Uh, it's behind the, um, bin."
Tony rose his mouth to my ear, waiting a few seconds before actually speaking. "Don't care."
"But you a-"
His hand slipped up my shirt, resting on my lower back. I could feel his calloused fingers digging into my skin, and I loved it. "Don't care."
I gave up arguing and focused on him. On the way he held me. On the way his skin felt against mine. On the way he would lean in to satisfy my need and then pull away before I could get enough.
Me and Tony kissed in that alleyway for what felt like years but, in reality, it was only about fifteen minutes. It soon became evident that we both had places to be and, as much as we didn't want the moment to end, it had to.
Tony shoved his hands into his pockets, his brown eyes scanning the darkening sky. I cleared my throat, making him look at me, and raised my eyebrows.
"I'm gonna head off, I guess," I said awkwardly, backing away slowly. I didn't know what I was waiting for, but it felt wrong to end it there. To end it like acquaintances. We're more than that, though, right? We're at least friends? God, we must be something!
"Kat, wait," he rushed, grabbing my hand before I walked off. He took a hesitant step forward, eyes locked with mine. He looked at me from under his long, dark lashes; mouth open ever so slightly.
"Um, I don't wanna end it like this," he admitted, followed by an adorable little laugh. To know he felt the same way made my stomach twist.
"Me neither," I agreed, trying to hide my goofy grin.
"Good," he nodded. As I watched his eyes watch me, I felt his index finger lift my chin. "Goodnight Karina," he said softly, ducking his head to press his tender lips against mine. The kiss was short, but incredibly sweet, and I turned bright red afterwards.
"Goodnight, Tony."
When it came to school the next day, I was a bit of a nervous wreck. If I seen Tony, I had no idea what I'd do. I didn't know what the protocol was for such a situation. I wanted to tell Elise and Meg, but when the time came, a bunch of random lies poured out instead. I just couldn't bring myself to admit any of it, partially because I was scared that it was all a dream.
"So, has Owen tried to hassle you anymore?" Elise asked, popping a Cheeto into her mouth.
I shook my head, gulping down some apple juice. "Nope."
"Has Tony made any moves?" She continued.
I froze, eyes widening involuntarily. "Uh, no. Why would he make-"
"Babe," she interrupted. "Calm down."
I pushed my fingers through my hair. "Sorry."
Elise told me that it was okay, and reminded me it was called a 'crush' for a reason, and then threw a Cheeto at me.
"Just remember," she said firmly. "If he kisses you soft after kissing you hard, it means something."
Notes
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7/6/15