stillalive88's Journal

Today, I talked to him on the phone. We talked and he said that he'd call me later tonight or something.  Well, about thirty minutes later, there's a knock at the door.  GUESS WHO! He brought me back a pair of shorts that was in the bag he took when he left.  His face was as white as snow almost, and for him thats a lot because he's tan from being part cherokee. You could tell in his eyes that he was worried that I would turn him away, too.  The only thing he could do was hand me the clothes and wrap his arms around me.  I tried to resist, but I ended up wrapping my arms around him as well.  I did maintain most of my strength, though.  When he went to kiss me, I turned him to the cheek.  We talked, and we couldnt keep our hands off of each other.  I dont mean that the wrong way, I just mean that he would grab my hands and we'd keep hugging each other.  We talked about how we needed to take care of things and junk, but we ended up having to split quick cuz my mom come home and he wasnt allowed to be there.  The one thing that keeps running through my mind is that before we both took off running from my mom (in seperate directions, of course), We had to rush our goodbyes and I ended up kissing him on the lips and telling him I loved him.  Was that a bad idea?  I admit, It made me feel better, but it makes me mad that when he calls me, he still calls me by a blocked number.  When I asked him about it, he said that was how there phone was.  Grrr.....Im just so.....grrr.....FRUSTRATED!!!!!  I need a hug.  *cries*