Romantic

(this will be a bit less sexual for a while but this route will have some scenes in it, this is just for a bit of story)

As he slowly closed in on me I was scared what he was going to do, was he going to **** himself on me? Would he take control and start undressing me? All these thoughts came to my mind, but what actually happened was the last thing I expected.

He was taking it slow as he leaned into me and gave me a long kiss, his lips were soft and filled with love, something I've never felt from Rob.

Ever since I met him in Highschool he had bullied me non stop, and when I found out he was going to the same college as me I knew he'd keep it going.

But here we are now kissing and that's when I felt it, a spark lit inside me as my heart began to beat faster and faster as I realised maybe ... Maybe I liked this version of him.

Slowly Rob backed up from our light kiss, his face told me he wanted me but his eyes were hesitant almost like he felt I didn't feel the same.

"I'm sorry" he said as he backed away from me, he looked panicked as he quickly fell to his bed sitting on the edge, "I'm sorry" he repeated as he let out a small sniffle, was he crying?

At first I didn't know what to do, that was untill he started to full on cry and that spark in me told me to comfort him so I did, I sat down with him letting my skirt float down to as I sat with him. Then I started to pay his back untill we fell into a small cuddle.

"It's ok" I whispered over and over again as I awkwardly played with his hair, slowly he began to calm down enough for us to talk.

"I'm sorry" he said for the third time but this time he continued his sentence, "what I've done was out of hand, I ... I just found my life was falling apart" he stated as we heard a loud thump from the room next to us.

"My parents have been arguing since Highschool and ... I took it out on you" he explained as he leaned away from me, "and then I got these feelings for you, I was scared and I know its no excuse but" he hesitated to continue, but when I placed my hand on his knee he continued.

"I didn't want people to hate me, so I pushed more hate towards you hoping these feelings would go" he stated as he held onto my hand that was on his knee, "but now you look like this and somehow my feelings grew and grew" I could tell he was panicked and I had to say something, or do something.