All Chapters of Don't Touch: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I woke up around five-thirty in the morning and slowly got out of bed to grab some clean clothes trying to find something comfortable to wear. I felt a little calmer compared to two days ago, but that anxiety is still there when I think about my day and I'm trying hard to not freak out just yet. I tried taking deep breaths as I'm getting myself ready and during that time I'm playing with the rubber band on my wrist trying to calm myself down a bit. Mom left me breakfast on the stove before leaving to work and I was standing at the door after I ate. It's only been a couple of minutes before seven and I checked my backpack to see if I had everything; checked if I had my house keys in my pocket and double-checked if I turned off the lights in my room. I finally

I finally made it to school with a good ten minutes to spare so I went over to the library to drop off the books that I checked out and made my way upstairs towards my first-period class. When I walked into the room I didn't see Elliot so I walked over to my desk and waited for Jennifer to come to sit beside me. A lot of the people in the class have gotten used to the seating around me and they hardly ever spoke a word to me unless we're passing around worksheets or asking small questions. I pulled out my notebook for the class and was trying to figure out what to say to Elliot when I saw him later on in the day, but I couldn't think of what I wanted to say to him or what to explain. Was there anything for me to say? Do I owe him an explanation?

I sat there thinking back as I thought over the things I said and took a breath, "I wanted to treasure it because I was already broken before meeting him and I took that risk to follow him." I explained. "I guess I was reckless."Elliot looked down and rubbed the back of his neck, "I don't think I know how it feels towards someone like that..." he said. "I never felt that way to anyone so I don't know what to say, but you have to move on from the past. What happened to you is something that doesn't need to be repeated again. I

I looked out the window and after a couple of minutes passed when I realized that we are about five minutes away from my dad's. I wasn't trying to feel nervous, but I couldn't help feeling the pounding on my chest, my throat felt tight, and my palms were sweating. We pulled up to the house and I took my time getting off as I'm grabbing my bags. I looked over the two-story home that I grew up in and remembered the large pool in the back; the large living room I used to spend my time in. We knocked on the door and waited until Lily kindly greeted us with a nice smile as she stepped aside to let us in.

It's been a couple of weeks since I’ve been hanging out with Chris and I honestly was enjoying that time alone with him. He’s different from the other guys in the class and he never cared what people had to say to him. It was like he decided on the people he wanted to talk to and would tell people the honest truth even if it was something that they would dislike. It took me a while to open up to him, but in time it was easy to talk around him knowing that he wouldn't judge too or dwell on certain matters. The only thing I didn’t like about him was his stubborn personality; he’ll get mad and sometimes gets into fights with the other students. He’ll warn me about the people I have to be careful with. He had a few enemies so during lunch we’ll spend our time together in