It was winter break last year when I planned on finally being with Mason like for real. He hadn't pressured me in to it or even asked. I just wanted to. I was 17 and I thought I was ready. And I just knew he wanted it. I could just tell by the way he pressed his body against mine and how excited he got whenever we made out on the bed. I knew like Drew that he was more experienced than me. But I liked the idea.
It was two days before Christmas and I was in his room watching him play Call of Duty. He always asked me if I wanted to play but I didn't. I just liked to watch him play. I don't know how long I sat there before I actually got the nerve to go over to him. Every since we were kids, Joseph had always told me to never interrupt a guy playing a video game. This didn't apply to Mason. I knew I was more important than any game.
So when I knelt down to kiss him, he sat down the controller to kiss me back. I grabbed his hand and pulled him to his bed. So what happened? I was ready. Why didn't we do it? It wasn't because of him, he was more than ready. It was me. I told him that I wasn't ready but that wasn't what really stopped me. It was my mind. Taking me back 2 years. To Drew. And at that moment, I couldn't go through with it. Because at that moment I wanted Drew.
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My First Love
Teen FictionThe sequel to My Brother's Best Friend. Sky has graduated from high school and Drew is coming back to Cali only things are different. In the three years that they were apart things changed. Love doesn't go away though and they still can't deny their...
