Keiths POV

He came closer and closer to me. I had locked my phone once he had gotten arm length away. I had sat up and leaned against the wall and we continued to stare at eachother. He was just so admirable I couldn't look away. He had gotten ontop of me and sat on my lap on his knees. Once he got still he kissed me. He bit my bottom lip for entrance and he entered he massaged the inside of my mouth and he started to tug at my shirt. I started to resist everything. His kissing and him tugging at my shirt. He had pulled away. I had looked down. "I'm sorry. I don't want to." I Said silently. He picked my chin up. "It's okay some people like to save it." He had said to me. I refused to look into his eyes cause I hated talking about this. "Lance, it's not that." "What is it then?" "Lance, I w-was r-raped." Lance had gotten off of me and sat right next to me. He intertwined his fingers with mine and tightened his grip. I didn't cause it would've hurt. I rested my head on his shoulder and closed my eyes. I had fell asleep with my head on his shoulder. I had felt safe and secure.