I stared up at the ceiling above me. My mind was racing. Since there was so much going on in my mind, I couldn't sleep. I turned to look at the look on my bedside table. 12:30. I groaned in annoyance and sat up in my bed with a frown. After Zeke and I had our....um moment, we were taken to the hospital. Thankfully my nose wasn't broken. Zeke got his arm taken care of. They were able to take the bullet out before it got infected.

There's no school tomorrow because they needed to check the scene. Some of us got interviewed by some news reporters and cops. My dad is still worked up about the whole situation and wanted to spend a lot of time with me, but when we got home, all I wanted to go was grab a book and read in my room. But of course my dad at least wanted to eat dinner with me.

Now, I'm in my bed trying to sleep. But because my mind is elsewhere and I can't clear it, I can't sleep. I can't stop thinking about the way body felt against Zeke or the way his lips molded with mine. It felt so amazing. Unconsciously, my fingers made their way up to my lips and lightly brushed against them.

Sliding out of the bed, I walked over to my door. Along the way I picked up my phone off of my bedside table. I exited my room and went down the stairs. It was dark since it was the middle of the night, and the only light available was the light shining in the windows from the stars and moon outside. I went into the kitchen and poured myself a glass of water. I chugged it down, feeling the cool liquid slither down my throat.

My phone started vibrating on the table. I furrowed my eyebrows and picked it up to see who the caller was. Zeke's name popped up on the screen. A small smile found its way onto my lips. I clicked accept and brought my phone up to my ear. "Hello?" I asked in a confused voice.

"Hey, you're awake." Zeke's deep, baritone spoke over the phone.

"Yeah, I am. I can't sleep." I replied with a yawn. I sat down on one of the stools at the island table and propped one of my legs up on the other. 

"I'm coming over." he stated. 

"Wha-" Before I could finish, he hung up the phone. The hell? Why is he coming over? Does he know where I live? I placed the phone back down on the table and stared down at the clothes I was wearing. A pair of short shorts and a Fall Out Boy tee. My hair was probably a rats nest. 

Not knowing what he was going to do, I quickly and quietly went up the stairs and into my room. I went into my bathroom to brush my teeth and tame my wild hair. I slipped on a pair of black leggings and a hoodie. By the time I reached the front door, I heard a small knock on it. I opened it up and saw Zeke standing in front of me. He was clad in his normal leather jacket, tight white shirt, beanie, black jeans, and black shoes. His arms were crossed over his chest as he stared at me. He looked so attractive, that I had to look away and make sure that I wasn't drooling. 

How have I not noticed hot he was before? 

My heart started to beat faster and his heartwarming smile created butterflies in my stomach. After he kissed me, we didn't really say anything because our friends interrupted us as well as the news reporters. "Why are you here?" I asked him in curiosity. 

"I want to take you somewhere." he informed me before grabbing my arm and pulling me out of my house. He then closed the door behind me and lead me to his car. My eyes widened when I saw the bike in front of us. 

"You have a motorcycle?" I asked. 

He turned to me with a frown. "Please don't tell me you're too scared to ride this." A frown made its way onto my face. Does he honestly think that? 

"Are you kidding me? I've always wanted to ride one of these!" I exclaimed as I ran over to it and felt the leather seat with my hand. I stared at the vehicle in awe. Zeke chuckled and went up behind me. I felt his arms wrap around my waist and I shivered in pleasure when I felt him nuzzle my neck with his nose. 

"Well I'm glad, because you are going to be riding it with me." He stated while picking up a helmet. He turned to me and gently placed it on my head. He leaned forward to buckle the strap under my chin. I felt his hot breath fan my face. His eyes met with mine and he flashed me a small grin. He stepped back and climbed onto his motorcycle, straddling it. 

He reached out his hand for me to take. I slowly laced my fingers with his and helped me get on. "Don't you need a helmet?" I asked him when I realized that he had nothing on his head besides his beanie. 

He shook his head. "You need to wear it." he told me with a lopsided grin. He reached up and took the beanie off his head and shoved it into the pocket in his leather jacket. He moved his hands behind him so that he was holding my wrists. He brought them forward so that my arms were around his waist. "Hold on tight." he said before turning the motorcycle on. 

I tightened my arms around his waist and pressed my body up against him. The bike started moving forward as it pulled out of the driveway. The wind blew on my face as we took off down the road. I pressed my cheek up against his back and smiled as I watched everything pass by us in a blur. "Where are we going?!" I shouted loud enough so that he could hear me. 

He didn't answer but gave me a quick glance before looking forward again. I slumped in my seat, but continued to enjoy the feeling of being on this. I never thought that I would ever get a chance to ride one of these. My dad used to have one back when I was in elementary, but he got rid of it. 

Zeke finally stopped the motorcycle. We were at an empty parking lot by a big forest. Zeke kicked the kick stand out before sliding off of the bike. Then he turned to me and gently gripped my waist, helping me get off. When I got onto my feet, he helped my unbuckle my helmet and placed it on the leather seat. 

"Why are we here?" I asked in confusion. He gave me a grin but didn't reply. He reached for my hand and intwined our fingers together. He lead me into the dark woods, maneuvering us around trees. What is he doing? Twigs snapped and leaves crunched as we stepped on them. The cool air made me shiver slightly. 

Zeke seemed to notice and stopped in his tracks. "Are you cold?" he asked me. 

I shook my head. "No, not really." He was about to take off his leather jacket, but I stopped him. "No! I'm wearing a hoodie. I'll be fine. You need it more than I do." He didn't look convinced, but he obliged. 

We continued walking for a few more minutes before we got to a clearing. It was like a sheet of green grass surrounded by tall trees. The moon shone down from above and millions of stars scattered the navy blue sky. I gawked at how beautiful the scenery was. 

We both laid down on the grass in the center of the clearing to stare up at the sky. The soft grass below me made it comfortable and the warm hand grasping mine made the butterflies in my stomach flutter with joy. "This is so beautiful." I whispered in amazement. 

"Yeah." he scooted closer to me so that I could feel the heat radiate from his body. We became silent after that as we just stared up. I never imagined being in this position with him. What are we? Friends? More? Less? 

"Freak." Zeke's breath tickled my ear. I turned my head so that I was looking at him. I gasped when I realized that his face was right there and our noses were lightly brushing. The word he called me didn't bother me at all. I knew he was joking by the playful tone in his voice.

He rolled over so that he was hovering on top of me. His legs straddled my waist and his face was inches away from mine. "You don't understand how long I've been waiting for this." he smirked at me, his minty breath fanning my face. 

"In this position? Or..." My words were strangled as I felt his front touching me. Holy shit. His hands were placed by my head, trapping me. He leaned forward and lightly brushed my temple with his lips. My toes curled inside my shoes as a pleasurable shiver crawled up my spine. 

"Mhm...." he mumbled lowly. He pulled back to stare at me in the eyes. The moonlight shone behind him, illuminating his dark hair. I could barely see his face, but his soft lips looked so inviting and I just wanted to close the distance between us. His hair was messy due to the wind from when we were riding his bike. 

I reached up to cup his face. He gently gripped my wrists and held onto them as I lightly brushed the pads of my thumbs against his lips. His eyes moved to my lips and then back up to my eyes. Something flashed in his eyes. Desire. He leaned forward so that his nose was touching mine. "You make me so damn crazy." he whispered before his hot mouth claimed mine. 

I released a sigh of pleasure when I felt his soft lips mold with mine. His body covered mine, fitting with each other like a puzzle piece, like they're made for each other. His lips moved against mine in a slow, steady, yet passionate pace. Both my first and second kisses were taken by the same person and I am very happy that it was him. The boy that made me want to rip my hair out of my scalp. 

He pressed himself into me and he placed his elbows on the ground to give him support so that he wouldn't squash me. My hands shot up to his back and clenched his shirt. I pushed him closer to me, wanting to feel his body against me. He sucked on my bottom lip and began to nibble on it. I released a small moan. It felt so good. His tongue glided across my lips, wanting to slip in. 

A low, throaty sound erupted from his throat. His lips moved from my lips, to my jaw, and down my tender neck. My skin began to burn at the feel of his lips against my sensitive skin. My heart started pounding against my chest and I felt his too. Zeke pressed an open-mouth kiss on the crook of my neck. 

"Holy shit." I muttered under my breath when he found my soft spot. He chuckled against my neck. Licking and sucking the skin, he caused my body to burn and tremble under his body and touch. His teeth grazed my skin and his tongue stuck out and swiped across it. 

A few minutes later, he moved his lips back up to mine and pecked it one last time before pulling away and staring down at me. A small smile formed on his lips. He lifted one of his hands and brushed his thumb across my bottom lip. He leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine once again. 

We kissed for a couple more minutes before we decided that it was time we stopped devouring each other. Zeke sat back on his knees while I began to sit up. My hair was all over the place and my hoodie had ridden up, exposing my stomach. I glanced at Zeke, who looked like a mess in a hot, sexy way. His hair was sticking in different directions because I ran my fingers through it. His lips were swollen and his clothes was wrinkly and not straight. 

He patted his lap and motioned me to come sit on him. I crawled over to him and wrapped my legs around his waist. Zeke brushed my brown hair out of my face and his soft brown eyes stared at me. "I'm sorry for the way I've treated you." He whispered with guilt laced in his tone. "I'm so, so sorry." 

I looked up at him. His eyes held honesty. He was telling the truth. I reached up and cupped his face. I pulled his face closer so that my forehead was pressed against his. His hot, minty breath tickled my nose. "It's okay, Zeke. I wasn't very nice either." I told him. "We just didn't really know each other very well. We judged each other." 

His hands moved to the back of my neck and cupped it. My hair fell over his hands. "Everything I said were lies. When I called you ugly, those were all lies. You're beautiful. The most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on. No one else is like you. You're smart, sassy, beautiful, and ambitious. It's so hard not to smile when around you. It was so hard keeping my composure when I was around you. You're cute when you where your glasses. Where are they?" 

His words made my heart flutter. "I lost my glasses at school." 

"That's a shame." he smirked at me before giving my lips a quick peck. "I love you." he blurted out. Both of our eyes widen in shock when those three words flew out of his mouth. I gasped and my jaw dropped. Zeke's Adam's apple bobbed when he roughly swallowed. 'I...I-I..Ummm...." he stuttered, scratching the back of his neck. 

"Zeke...." I breathed out. My mind was hazy as I kept on replaying his words. He loves me? Zeke Anderson is in love with me? My face heated up and I ducked my head, trying to find words. 

"You d-don't h-have to say it back." he said quickly. "I know you don't feel the same way. I just blurted it out without thinking. I do love you, Valentina." My stomach fluttered at the sound of my name rolling off of his tongue. "You don't have to say it. It's okay. I'll wait. I'll wait forever if I have to. I love you so much that I'll-" 

I cut him off by capturing his lips with mine. "I love you, too." I whispered once we pulled away. A smile graced his lips when he processed my words. His arms wrapped around my small frame and pulled my closer. He buried his face into my neck and inhaled. I pressed my ear against his chest and began hearing his heart beat. Thump. Thump. Thump. It was beating steadily. 

I tightened my arms around him. I felt so at peace. I've never been this happy in my whole entire life. I guess it's because I know that Zeke isn't going to be bothering me anymore. In fact, he'll be doing just the opposite. 

I turned my head so that I was looking up at him with a smile. He smirked and leaned forward to kiss me again, leaving me in a blissful state. 

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