Chapter 12 Candi
He wants to see me? I've read over the words over a million times, and they haven't changed.
What should I say? I want to see him too. So badly. My ideas begin to rush in my head, and I count the ways I could get into so much trouble. Could I sneak out? I peer out my window, and the jump from my second-story window makes my stomach turn. Sneaking out is definitely not an option. Damn.
It's ten o’clock. That's late for my parents, and they should be asleep in their room across the hall from mine. Good. The only noise I can hear coming from their room is their loud fan, late-night infomercials, and my father's snores.
XoXo:Candi:XoXo:
I want to see you too…
I begin typing quickly on my white keyboard, but then an agonizing notion plagues my thoughts. What does he mean? Is he asking me to meet him? Would he come see me if I asked him? Or is he just telling me that he misses me? Oh, gosh. Am I thinking too much about this? I have to know what he meant.
XoXo:Candi:XoXo:
Andy…?
Misfit_Bassist:
Candi…?
Ask him… how badly does he want to see me?
Would he come over in the middle of the night?
Time feels like it's slowing down as I type the question.
My hands feel like they're shaking. Do… I feel like I'm about to throw up, but I continue to finish my question.
You…is it hot in here? Want… yes, it's definitely getting hotter.
Just type it, Candi! What are you so afraid of? Rejection, that's what I'm afraid of.
XoXo:Candi:XoXo:
Do you want to come over?
There. I did it. Oh shit! I did it. I asked a boy I like to sneak over to my house. Not just a boy. I asked Andrew Miller to sneak over to my house.
Misfit_Bassist:
Are… are you serious?
Are you serious? What does he mean by that? Is he asking because it's a crazy idea? I mean… It is a crazy idea, but is it so ridiculous that I want to see him? Damn. I shouldn't have said anything. Why did I let my impulsive thoughts win?
XoXo:Candi:XoXo:
uh… Yeah. If you don't want to, that's totally cool.
Misfit_Bassist:
Hell yeah, I want to! Wait… Do your parents let you have guys over this late?
XoXo:Candi:XoXo:
No. They're both asleep…
Misfit_Bassist:
Candi… are you telling me you want me to sneak into your room?
Holy shit. “Holy shit!” Did Candi Hart just invite me over?! I feel like my body is fucking buzzing with an excitement that may never go away. Or maybe that's just the Rockstar energy drink I had earlier.
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Is that okay? I mean, is that moving too fast?
How do I tell her I've been waiting for this moment since I first saw her? For me, this has felt like an eternity, but for her, I would happily count the days of forever until she told me she was ready.
Misfit_Bassist:
No. Absolutely not too fast… I mean… unless you think it is.
Nice, Andrew. Really playing it cool.
XoXo:Candi:XoXo:
No… just one thing before you come over… My room is on the second floor.
Of course it is…
Misfit_Bassist:
It's a good thing I'm not afraid of heights ;)
XoXo:Candi:XoXo:
Are you good at climbing trees?
Absolutely not. I live in the middle of a suburb in the south side of town, where trees have a different meaning, and if you have a stash of them, you'd be sent to jail in a heartbeat.
Misfit_Bassist:
I'm the best tree climber…
XoXo:Candi:XoXo:
Haha, great. There's a tree in front of my window. If you climb up high enough, you can reach my window…
Misfit_Bassist:
if…? If it means getting to be with you, I would climb the tallest tree I could find in the neighborhood.
XoXo:Candi:XoXo:
When you say things like that, it only makes me want to see you sooner…
Misfit_Bassist:
I'll see you in ten ;)
Ten minutes was an overestimate. After she gave me her address, I sped as fast as I could across town to her very large, colorless house.
House isn't the word I would use; more like mansion.
What the hell did your parents do to get so rich?
I don't belong here; my car sticks out like a sore thumb among the rows of luxury vehicles in the driveways.
I should just turn around. She'll understand if I tell her I got lost and I couldn't find the biggest house in Ohio.
I contemplate my next move while still sitting in the driver's seat. I could scale up her tall tree and crawl through her window, or I could drive back home and hate myself for giving up a night with a girl I've been dying to have all to myself. The answer is so damn obvious.
What if I get caught? The alarming warning is loud, but I block it out and quietly open and shut the car door.
That's a straight-to-jail punishment. Let's think about this.
You're breaking into a house in one of the richest neighborhoods in the city, to get the chance to be alone with a girl who you tower over.
“I have to do this. I may never get the chance to show Candi how much she means to me.”
The shadows from the other large trees conceal me in the darkened areas of her lawn. I try my best to move around the spotlights brought on by the few lights shining by the curb in front of her house. Only a few more steps until I'm right under her window.
Her overhead light is off, but a pink glow illuminates from her small lamp on her desk. Its light bounces off her magenta colored walls. “Psst, Candi,” I whisper yell loud enough in hopes she'll hear it through the open window.
My adrenaline moves through me like a bolt of lightning when she comes into view.
“You actually came!” She calls out after pulling the glass the rest of the way up.
I want to tell her not to be so loud, or that someone could catch us, but she's just as excited as I am, and that puts a huge smile on my face.
“Of course I did!” I yell back before beginning my climb up the tree to her room. “You just had to choose the room on the top floor…” I laugh, trying not to snag the ebony strands barely hanging on between the spaces in my jeans.
“Sorry, but you did say you were great at climbing trees…” The cool breeze moves her auburn waves as she peers out the open space.
“One thing you should know about me, I'll do anything to get where I want. Even if that means climbing a tree to be with you.” Out of the corner of my eye, I catch a small glimpse of her grin widening, and it makes this escapade so fucking worth it.
“You're so close! Just a few more inches and you're there!”
“You know, you'd be one hell of a cheerleader…”
“Shut up,” she teases. “Hurry up, it’s freezing outside!”
“Hell yeah, it is, now get out of the way so I can sneak into your room.”
She steps aside, and my hand brushes hers when I make my way in and land on her plush carpet. “Whoa… Someone really likes pink.”
“You have me alone in my room, and that's the first thing you say?”
“Well… I mean, it's hard to miss… and so are all of your awards. I didn't know you were such an overachiever. If you keep hanging around me, I might pull you into the dark side.”
“You don't seem so dark to me, Andy.” She moves her body closer to mine, and it feels like our hearts are beating in the same tempo. Are we both feeling this?
Her full lips are so tempting. I want to kiss her so badly it almost hurts. “Candi…” Don't do the strand of hair behind the ear thing, that's so played out.
“Would that be okay if I kissed you?” And… you did it. She'll never let you kiss her now…
“You're asking me?” I don't know if she's blushing or if it's from the lamp illuminating her cheeks.
“Of course I’m asking…” Oh no. Should I have just gone for it? Some girls don't like spontaneity. Did I just fuck everything up?
“I would love for you to kiss me…” Seriously?! Okay, Andrew, this is it. Don't mess it up. This could be your only chance.
Her chin fits so comfortably in my hands when I tilt her head up to get a better view of her beautiful face.
I want to scan over her one more time before putting my lips on hers.
Mentally, I count each one of her freckles across her nose and memorize the fine lines in her lips. She's so fucking gorgeous.
Her mouth feels so warm and enveloped in mine, and the way her cherry chapstick tastes has me going back in for more. Our heavy breathing fills the empty sound in her bedroom, and she parts her lips. The feel of her tongue on mine sends my nerves into overdrive.
“Candi,” I breathe out when I release the kiss. Her eyes are filled with lust when she grabs my shirt and lures me towards her full-sized bed. “Are you sure?”
“Yes, Andy. I want this.” I must look like a complete idiot with the way my eyes go wide at her admission.
I'm locked in on her like a deer in headlights as she moves backwards onto her bed. It feels like I'm frozen in my combat boots when she scans up and down my body while she is propped up on her forearms.
I can't believe this is actually happening right now. I hope my thoughts aren't written on my face as I crawl over top of her, caging her body with my arms. Before I realize what I'm doing, she pushes herself up into another kiss. This time, I can feel all of her writhing underneath me.
The feel of Candi's fingers on my arms makes my skin break out in goosebumps. I don't want to break away from her irresistible mouth, but it's inevitable so she can tear off my leather jacket or lift the Misfits tee shirt over my mohawk.
I watch her feral eyes closely when she sits up and allows me to take off her oversized Britney Spears night shirt. “Wow.” It's all I can say as I gawk at her perfect body in nothing but her pale yellow sports bra and her baby blue sleep shorts.
“Keep going.”
“I-I've never done this before…”
“You?” I don't know why, but what she says is like a hard hit to my stomach. I've never been interested in anyone else; either that or I've been subconsciously holding out for her.
“What's that supposed to mean?” I laugh, nuzzling my nose in her neck and kissing the divots in her collarbone.