"I know It's scary for you to put your feelings out there," I say to a clearly upset Sam. "Because you never know if the person you like is going to like you back." story of my life.

Standing in front of me is the girl that I have been secretly in love with for three years. Of course, I will never tell her this but still. It's nice to at least dream about her. It breaks my heart that she's in love with Brad. He doesn't deserve her. Not one little bit. Brad would never love her as much as I do. He wouldn't be able to please her like I can. He shouldn't be allowed to hold her the way that I wish I could hold her. I can only dream and hope that she realizes that he is not the right choice.

I want her to know that he does not love her, I do.

I want to touch her. Hold her. Gently comfort her when she cries. Smile when she's happy. Tell her that I

love her with all my heart. But, most of all, I just want to kiss her. To feel her soft lips on mine once more

would be like complete heaven.

Just to let her know that I'm here for her would make my world a better place.

She looks at me with a look that says she is scared. I just want to tell her not to be scared and that I will be there for her whenever she needs me. I just want her to be happy, and if she wants to be happy with Brad, then I'm happy.

"But, you never know what might happen if you don't-" Softness and pleasure stop my lips from moving any more.

I realize that the amazing feeling on my lips is coming from Sam's own lips. My eyes are popping out of my head. She has a tight grip on my shoulders and her lips have a gentle, yet passionate lock on mine. She starts to put more movement into the kiss while I'm just dumb struck by her action (and the fact that I'm typically making out with the girl of my dreams). She moves a little. I stay still. I know she is getting frustrated by my little participation, but she cant blame me, blame my stupid boy hormones.

Giving up from trying to make me kiss her back, she pulls away with her mouth agape and her eyes smoky and large. She has no friggin' what she does to me.

I am just speechless. The girl I am madly in love with had just kissed me and I was stupid enough not to kiss her back. What the fuck is wrong with me?

"I-" I try but just cant get it out. "sorry…" she mumbles.

"It's cool," I state. THAT WAS WAY FUCKING BETTER THEN 'COOL'! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME!

A/N: well, that was chapter one! If you liked it, please review and I might do a chapter two one what I think will happen after I party with victorious. Thanks for reading!

~Trixxie