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Avi p.o.v

I am surprised just as Ian came up to kiss me, it felt as if a crushing amount of relief and excitement washed over me. I knew what I was getting myself into by plotting with Merissa, and I only did it to help a friend and to release all delimited emotions I have been trying to get rid of for ages. I quickly recuperate and encircle my arms around him; I instantly pull him atop of me as we are making out passionately, our tongues touching, blood pounding, hands clutching one another as we press against each other. This is intense! I caress his chest softly, feeling his chest and notice the silky smooth fur that could've only been as soft as a feather from intense shampooing. My lips press tightly against his; our mouths make two O's giving tongues free access to hug one another tightly. He tastes like nuts and coke and I can feel him breathing into me.

It seems as if nothing could stop us in the heat of the moment, until suddenly a notification from his phone goes off. He casually pushes himself off of me, the both of us staring into each other's eyes, an expression of alarm and astonishment crosses our faces as a thin string of saliva separates from our mouths until gravity pushes down on the thin strand and it collapses in on itself. He looks down at his phone, and he reads his notification, his expression changing. He looks at me with remorse and grabs his semi-dry clothes. "I'm so sorry," the distraught wolf apologized sympathetically. "I don't know what overcame me. It just happened; I couldn't control my actions. I didn't mean to intrude on you." And with that he ran, as a gusty wind came and put the fading fire to rest. Poor kid, he's just confused. I wish I could help him.

I pick up my clothes and pull them on, then grab my inanimate phone power it on. I start cleaning up and making sure that everything is back in place, taking his half eaten granola bar and empty coke can and stuff them into my front pockets. I go out and collect some twigs and sticks for the next time I come out to my secret hideout when I notice something glittering in the sunlight on the ground. I go walk over to it and notice that it was a gold ring, a 24 karat ring with a diamond mounted on top, but why was it here amongst the forest floor? I look ahead and see tracks that go in the direction of where Ian ran off to. Great, he dropped his ring that probably was a present for Merissa. Debating on whether or not to bolt after him and endow him with his lost gift, I decide not to chase after him on the terms that it would be nearly impossible for me to catch up to him given how fast he ran and his five minute head start. Instead I whip out my phone and decide to text Merissa.

Me: Hey

Merissa: So how did Operation Frozen Tundra go?

*Me: It went great, for me not for you. We had an amazing kiss that just stopped everything around us when suddenly his phone brought us back to the real world and he left. He swallowed my mouth with such ferocity that I'm gonna label him as bisexual for now. There may still be a chance for you and him to truly be happy together, he still loves you and I know he does. *

I extended my hand with the ring in it and took a picture of it. I sent the picture of the ring to her and simply waited for her response. I knew she would be very emotional over the instrument in which Ian showed his love for her, but will he love her the same way she loves him?

Merissa: Oh my God I can't believe that Ian bought me such a gorgeous ring! It must've cost him a fortune! I hope that I can still have him. The only time he kissed me like that was during the beginning of our relationship when our hormones were lusting for each other. I love him but I want him to be happy. As they say, if you love something then set it free

*Me: Well let's monitor his actions. He's probably confused, and he might be going through a gay phase in his life. Try to persuade him to go to GSA Thursday so he can receive the help he needs to put his mind at ease. Until we are 100% sure that Ian is gay, then there is still hope for the two of you. Don't give up just yet. Remember a quote from one of your favorite bands; Bring Me the Horizon I think. "I won't give up on you! Nothing will tear us apart!" *

*Merissa: It's "These scars" instead of "Nothing" but I get your gist. Thank you so much Avi for helping me in my time of trouble, I owe you one buddy. I gotta go I'll talk to you later. *

I languidly start trekking to my house unable to keep my mind off the events that transpired not too long ago with that whole kiss ordeal between Ian and me. Looking down toward the ground I wonder why Ian had come onto me like that, I mean he has a girlfriend who is exceptionally benevolent, and we haven't talked to one another before we ran into each other in these effete woods. I have only seen him between class changes, and when he was leisurely conversing with Merissa at lunch. He is a soccer player and I a basketball player, we live in two opposite worlds from each other, yet that kiss united our two worlds together; the affection he put in it was no doubt real, nonetheless the redness of his dainty face and his quavering body told me that he was scared as he was confused. That kiss started something, it ignited a fire and I refuse to let it be put out!

While I'm analyzing the kiss over and over in my head, I realize that I am nearly home and turn my apathetic trek into a casual jog. I finally place enter my neighborhood and pull out my house key from my pocket. I sprint towards my house longing to go and rest on my bed to dwell on what happened within the past few hours. I finally arrive at my humble abode with sweat clamping my fur and my body excreting a musky smell. I extend my arm to unlock the door, and I open the door grinning ear to ear as I start to rush past my mom and advance to my bedroom. With my mind distracted, I accidentally bump into my father. "Sorry," I say apologizing to him.

"No big deal just watch where you're going next time will you?" he replied. "And why are you beaming so brightly? Did you meet a girl? A Boy?"

"Oh no reason, I just feel happy," I answered back as with my face turning as red as a granny smith apple, and I raced towards my room. My dad glances back at me in utter confusion, but just walks downstairs whistling a tune. I slip into my room and close the door, cutting myself off from the outside world. I empty my pockets and place the coke can, granola bar, ring, and phone on my dresser, and then take off my clothes until at last I'm in my French boxers. I get into bed and give my pillow a bear hug as I close my eyes to concentrate on the events that took place just a short while ago. I go back to where things got interesting and replayed the images of us taking off our clothes. I zoom into the part where I was checking out his alluring body, making me salivate at just the thought of him, noticing his strong soccer calves and his pectorals, yet there was something that I could not get my mind off of: his groin area. Unfortunately I did not catch a glimpse of him having a hard on; however, he still had puppy fluff down in his nether regions and from what I can tell Ian is going to be a big boy once he matures, wink wink.

Next came when he sat beside me and ate together. His face looked even cuter when he had crumbs all over his muzzle I just wanted to lick it off of him. Suddenly an image plays in my mind where I clean his muzzle with my tongue, and then he grabs my head, causing a surge of emotion to rage through my body as our lips make contact with each other. That would have been a lovely alternative although I did relish in the way things turned out. When Ian placed his arm around me I was excited as shown by my tail wagging vehemently, and my brain created an overabundance of dopamine making me super ecstatic. For all I know he could've just put his arm around me in a friendly way, yet I sensed it more than that. When I looked into his dazzling green eyes I saw passion in them, like he wanted to be with me, but the amount of sweat he was perspiring made me know he was going through a struggle within himself. I was the one who pushed him to the edge, to liberate him from his chains, but at what cost? As I got to stroke his hair I felt more feelings of infatuation surged within me and if I didn't stop, I feared I would ruin the moment by making out with the comely wolf, something I knew he wanted but couldn't himself do when suddenly he surprised me, making my presumption inaccurate. He came up and pursed his lips to meet mine and all the built up feelings I had for him were freed, and I felt as if my heart was going to explode it was beating so quickly. I'm drooling at the thought of him, and I have surplus of testosterone that I can't get rid of by excising, so I do the one thing I have to do. I lock my door, turn up some music loud, and pull out a bottle of lotion

After finishing, I decided to get on my Xbox and played extinction for four hours straight. With all the people leaving so early in the game leaving me and another person, the profusion of noobs, and people using drastically dilatory internet, I ended up rage quitting in the end. I power on my phone and check the time. It flashes 23:07 and it seems I have received a text message from someone. I enter my pass code and unlock my, as my friend likes to call it, "communication device" and open my messaging app. I survey the new text and noticed it was a text from my ex-boyfriend.

*Braxton: Hey what are you up to? *

It was the first time the guy who actually made me happy, my first boyfriend, my first love, text me in weeks. All my feelings bliss and ecstasy abandoned me as depression and heartache dawned upon me. Tears streamed down my eyes as I remembered our great times together. _How could I move on and love someone else if I can't get over him? _