the dragon's daughter

Chapter 63: Closet, Part 2

Orion POV

"I'll go," the girl who brought us over here said. 

The boy nodded and handed her the bottle, she spun it, landing on my best friend. 

For some reason, my stomach filled with dread. 

Please don't -

Huh?

I watched as Richie stood a s crossed the circle to where the girl was standing.  He placed his hands on her hips and leaned in, she wrapped her arms around his neck.

I internally growled. 

Why wasn't I okay with this? 

I watched them as they made out for a few minutes.  I felt like they were mocking me.

They pulled away and Richie returned next to me.  

I felt angry and sad, and quite frankly, I didn't know why. 

Do I like Richie like that?

N-

Do I?

I don't know. 

I though I liked girls.

Maybe I like both.

This is so confusing.

"Okay Lawer, spin." Richie spun the bottle, landing on me. 

Let's find out.

Richie POV

I was shocked when the bottle landed on Orion and I was actually happy.  Subconsciously, I have kind of maybe had a little crush, you may say, 

So maybe I fancy, or fancied, him.

It's complicated.

I turned towards Orion who glanced at me nervously. 

Maybe he didn't want this. 

Maybe he doesn't like me like that.

Oh who am I kidding, of course he does not.

 He picked his hand up and moved it to the back of my neck, the other went to me chest, 

Or maybe he does, he smashed his lips into mine, making sparks fly in my head. 

I faintly heard whistles and  cheering from around us, but it was washed out. 

We pulled for air, panting, 

"Come up stairs with me?" I whispered, 

He nodded and stood up with me, I lead him to our dorm and closed the door behind us, locking it.

"Explain." I stated simply.

"What?"

"What did you feel during that kiss?" I asked specifically.

He looked into my eyes, "I felt like everything was a million miles away from us, but yet everything was going a million miles a minute.  I felt sparks, like a lightbulb went off in my head. I felt every emotion at once.  What did you feel?"

I had to soak all that in, he felt the same. We both have this underlying truth. 

"I felt the same.  I get as if that's what I wanted all the time.  To have that spark all the time with you."

"That's what I want." He whispered, so softly that if there hadn't been silence until he room you wouldn't have noticed it. 

I moved over to him and grabbed his hips, moving my face closer,