Author's Note: Okay this is a new short story I've had growing in my head for months. I originally planned on it being a one-shot but it seemed unlikely. So I've decided to split it up into three parts, this is the first time that I've wrote a story like this. Please Enjoy!

-Kogalover0809

Warning: Although I haven't hit the extremely explicit part of the story, there is vulgar language and sexual suggestions.

Maybe Holding Hands Wasn't Such a Good Idea

Part I

Koga didn't understand the mixed feelings that he had for this girl, this girl that was such a mystery to him and yet he knew every inch of her ivory body. Underneath all of the tough layers he'd somehow had grown throughout their tryst he knew that he cared, but he ignored the pain that lay in his heart. She drove him crazy, insane, like an alcoholic relentlessly taking in the venom that was his booze. He needed her every day; she was his drug that he constantly abused. Koga sat in the crook of his couch, the stench of cigarette smoke lingered in the air while he looked at the pictures of her on his phone. Koga only smoked when she was gone just to fill the void of the evening. It wasn't necessary, he wasn't addicted to it; it seemed like the only fitting thing to do. Sucking on nicotine just seemed better than being alone.

The room was dark; the only light was that of the cell phone screen reflecting off of Koga's face. He ran his a hand down his unshaven face as the other hand flipped through the many pictures he had of her. Most of them were of her caught off guard, or staring far off in the distance. He loved seeing her in a daze, that's when he though she was the most beautiful. A couple of more flips through the pictures and he came across a few of their sex photos, a small crooked smile appeared on his face. Of course, he never minded when she was being naughty. God she drove him wild! There was just something about her; maybe it wasn't just something, just everything. He stared at her naked body in the picture; she gave him a dirty smile with her ass in the air and her hair was sprawled across her face. Just looking at her gave him a boner. Just then he got a text. It was from her.

Just got off work, can I pick you up?

He stared at it for a minute or so, his whole being wanted to respond quickly, but he waited as to not seem so eager. His heart pounded in his chest, he knew exactly where this was going. This was always how it was, as soon as they'd see each other they'd go at it. Like a pair of rabbits that just couldn't slow down. They'd fuck nonstop. He lost count of how many times they'd done it in a public place. He knew they'd done it a few times in a bathroom at random bars, sometimes in the alley way of some apartment buildings. He didn't really care where and when they did it, but he knew that they were lacking something. It wasn't the passion, or the lust, there was definitely a lot of that involved. Most likely it was the romance; he hadn't had romance since well he couldn't even remember when. It wasn't until he started thinking about the romance that he contemplated about how he felt about her. It had been over five minutes already he shook his head demolishing all though he had about a romance, like he knew that was ever going to happen. He responded.

Yeah. How long until you get here?

He looked at the clock that hung on his wall above the small kitchen table, it was eleven thirty already. He got up and walked into his small hall that only had two doors, one was to the bathroom and the other was to his room. Koga quickly walked into his room and pulled a brown leather jacket from his closet. It was cold outside that much he knew. He threw it on and trudged into the bathroom, he stared at himself in the mirror. Was there some reason that she never stayed for more than a day, why she never said things that past girls had said to him? Other girls he'd been with had always yearned for his affections, they'd always say sweet things into his ear and talk about being together forever. At the time he didn't really care about crap like that, he just wanted to screw them. But now, for the first time ever, he actually felt something and he was scared. He was so scared that he just didn't say anything at all. Koga wasn't about to let emotions get in the way of what he had with her. If what he had was really anything at all. His phone vibrated in his pocket and he pulled it out.

Be there in five minutes. Be ready for tonight. ;)

So I hope you enjoyed Part I, Part II is already done I just want to see the kind of review and feedback I'm going to get before I post it. So please REVIEW!