September 15,2009 (continued, end of entry)
"I think that you're afraid." I literally laughed out loud at that. Then he slid closer and continued, "No, hear me out. I think you're scared of getting close. Because you're afraid of people leaving." 

"You're wrong." I said a little too quickly

"I'm not finished." He said, his face just inches from mine, "You're afraid people will leave you. You've only kept one person close, and that’s Jake and you even push him away. You have these walls up and whenever someone tries to break them down, you try everything to make them go away. You're afraid of people knowing the real you so you let them believe the rumors and hate you because it's easier that way. You've made yourself hate everyone because you think they hate you. You're insecure and this whole act is just to cover it up. And you're being so quiet right now because you're terrified because someone has finally figured you out. Am i right?" He said confidently. I can feel his breath on my face, and I'm staring into his eyes. I'm furious and upset and anxious and terrified. I don't know what to say. For once, I'm speechless. 

"You're getting dangerously close to my face there, Tony" I say, as confidently as I can.

"There goes the pushing away thing." he says getting so close that if i puckered my lips then they would touch his, "But it's all an act. If you're so uncomfortable, then back up. Move your face away from mine. I dare you." I thought about the consequences that would come with me moving and not moving for a second. "You have two seconds to move your face back."

"Or what?" I say; I have to keep up with the confidence and that attitude.

"Or this." He whispers. And then, he kissed me. One of the full on, hardcore, intense, passionate kisses. When i started to kiss back, he turned his body and wrapped his arms around my waist pulling me closer to him as i wrapped my arms around his neck, taking him in. We made out for about 10 minutes before his mom called his cell phone telling him that she was waiting outside for him. I walked him to the door and he kissed me again, just as passionately as before, but for a shorter time period, then slipped out the door and walked into the darkness of my front lawn.