Please Love Me (2)

    Like I said, I wanted to go kiss Antonio again. He was just so tempting. I walked up to the front door, my feet crunching against the gravel. When I got inside, I saw no one in the living room. Just me, if that counts. I started to breath heavily. I looked around, as if I were hiding a secret. I didn't see him, again.
    I was starting to get worried. So I tiptoed down the long hallway to his room. The lights were off, but I could hear the television. I knocked slowly, 3 times. He didn't answer. Then I knocked again. He answered. He looked confused. Probably wondering why I was knocking on his bedroom door in the middle of the night.  "Ana," he asked tired. "What are you doing here? Don't you know its 2 o' clock?" I nodded. This time, he was only in boxers. 
   I was getting butterflies again. I put my hands to his chest and pushed him slowly into his bedroom. He knew what I was about to do, and so did I. I kissed him passionately. Slipping my hands around his waist and nudged my face against his. He kissed me back in a fiery way. This was a start of something new. 
    I'm not going to go into detail. But after a few hours, we both were tired. I can't believe we just had sex. It was like... amazing. I didn't know what I was going to do. So obviously, we were dating again. Amazing! 
    I nearly floated to the living room couch. I slowly drifted asleep, and waited for the next day. 
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   The next morning I awoke to Antonio cleaning the house. That was something he hardly ever did. I sat up to get a better view. "Ana listen, you need to get up." he said quickly. I got up and yawned for about 10 seconds. "Can you help me clean up?" he asked. I said yes. I studied him for a few minutes and started to put away blankets. His house was big. So we were cleaning for about 4 hours.
    Sweat rolled down my forehead and into my eyes. I wiped it off with the back of my hand and plopped down on the couch, and do did he. "I'm so tired Antonio.  You know about last night?" I said. (Authors Note: Another one of those long conversation's. Antonio=Dark. Ana=Regular)

Yeah, that was uh...
What was it?
It was nice, so what's up with us?
Well... I guess if we did it, we're dating right?
Whoa, whoa, whoa. I don't know if we're dating again.
What do you mean?
I'm saying last night... you looked so hot. I couldn't resist you.
So you're saying we're NOT dating.
I'm not saying that, I just don't know.
Yeah right Antonio, it's the same story with you. You never know, do you? Or you're probably hiding stuff from me.
Listen, you broke up with me a last month. I can't help that I'm still hurt by it.
Hurt? Hurt? How could you be hurt. You're the one who was always flirting with other girls. And you always lie to me.
That's a lie. You know you always change the story around, and blame everything on me.
No I don't. That's not true. I'm out of here.

   I was starting to doubt our "relationship". I walked out the door. I was just too surprised his didn't tell me to leave. So I walked out the door. I bumped into Antonio's cousin Drew. He was just pulling up to visit Antonio. "Oh hey Ana. I thought you and Antonio weren't dating." he said in his jolly voice. "And we still aren't." I grunted to him.

  Drew pinned me down to his car. What was he trying to do? "Help!" I tried screaming. But he had his hand over my mouth. And my screams were not heard.