I'm Not Down For This

The party laying in bed on my phone 

Stoned drunk and not alone 

He comes in 

Normal conversation turns in to a invasion on my personal space 

A boob squeeze a ass gab 

His hand touch feels like the cold hardwood floors in the morning of winter

I say no let's not do this 

But he continued on again 

Asking if I'm trying to FUCK 

OR GIVE HIM HEAD

No I'm not wanting that the only thing I'm wanting is out of here 

My friend walks is doesn't see a thing 

She is blind to what is happening like I'm am Harry Potter wearing the cloak of invisibility

She Leaves and it starts again 

His "THING" comes out he pushes me closer hoping I'd give in

I'm not Down for this 

"I know you like it" 

Im not down for this 

I shake my head no and he gets closer 

Then it happens my blessing the the upstairs door opens 

"Guys I have a officer her to talk to you" my friends mom says 

My blessing in disguise 

For going home at 3:15 am in a cop car is much more happy in life than being with him for another second 

He ran from the cops on the ride home Looked out the window knowing my moms gonna freak I see him walking towards my home  praying he won't show up at my window wanting more. He surely Doesn't come though I'm still frightening by his touch

It a few days after 4th period i sit at a table of 5 , the The Senior who for some reason in a freshman class, the preppy blonde,  my best friend and him..... and like I could maybe Handel it if he sat on the other side of the table but no. he sits right next to me  

Right fucking next to me

I was freaking out inside 

Didn't know if I could hold it in 

I could tell he was looking at me again and again 

Turning his head ever so slightly I look at the clock 20 more minutes I can do this 

He starts moving I'm shifting away although it was probably a accident his knees touched mine and just by his touch it was beginning to be to much 

Every time I seem him I want to cry

4th period is the only time I'm truly terrified