125 and 214 Shades of Grimes

Freaking Out

“Nooooo!” Edward screamed into the mic and held me up so I was in a sitting position on the floor, “No, Snow White!”
He hugged me close to his chest as he pretended to sob into my neck.
He was sobbing into my neck. MY NECK. His breath was tickling me and his lips were basically kissing my neck. This reminded me of last Friday night again and I found myself resisting the urge to blush once again.
“Ahahahaha!” John entered the stage from the other side, and I opened my eyes a little to peek – the apple had just stopped right in front of John’s foot, and he picked it up, “Got you, you little devil! That’s what you get running away from me!”
“You!” Edward shouted furiously at John, “You killed her! How could you? She’s your wife!”
“I can do whatever I want with my wife, and I’m the king, I can do whatever I want!” John hissed, “And now that she’s dead, you’re also going to be dead, young man! You stole my wife and you should thank me for being so merciful; you can see her in hell now!”
Then John withdrew a toy sword from his back and jumped at Edward. Edward quickly took out his own sword to shield himself against John’s attack and laid me down gently. Then he stood up and pushed John’s sword back using his.
“I shall kill you for the goodness of the kingdom!” Edward shouted and withdrew his sword to hit John from another angle, but John blocked it, and they kept doing this sword fighting.
“I’ll kill you before you can kill me!” John yelled, “Go join that evil woman in hell!”
John pulled back and came back at Edward furiously. Edward dodged his attack and stabbed him in the heart. John widened his eyes, and grabbed the sword to hold it in place, and Edward let go of it.
“You… You!” John gasped and threw the sword away, “I – I—”
Then he fell back and lied on the floor, pretending to be dead.
Edward took a deep breath, and then turned to me again. I quickly stopped peeking and shut my eyes.
“No, Snow White!” Edward hovered over me, sobbing “Don’t leave me!”
Then he startled me by pulling me up against him and giving me another kiss, as I was not looking. He again kissed the spot near my lips which was facing the audience, and once again the audience went into frenzy.
I fluttered my eyes open and saw Edward’s face close to me, kissing me with his eyes closed. What a view. Oh lord.
My lips started to itch – itching for Edward’s lips. I wanted him to kiss me for real. His lips were now so close to mine, but not exactly on mine. Even though we were in front of a whole bunch of crazy students, I WANTED HIM TO KISS ME.
And just like he could penetrate my thought, he suddenly moved and tilted his head, so his lips were somehow touching mine. Oh. My. Freaking. God.
The kiss was such a teaser. I could even feel Edward smiling against me. What?
I hitched my breath, and Edward finally pulled back and held me at arms’ length. I heaved a sigh, and stared at Edward, eyes widened and slightly shocked.
“Snow White!” he yelled in joy when he saw that I was alive, “You’re back!”
Then he leaned in and kissed me teasingly once again. I gasped – and so did the audience.
He pulled back and smiled at me, and the smile was sort of seductive – was he trying to play with me or something?
“I love you,” he breathed.
“I love you too,” I whispered.
Edward grabbed me into a tight hug, and the two boys got the signal and drew the curtains close with Edward and I sitting on the floor hugging and John lying not far away from us.
Once the curtains were completely closed, Edward and I broke apart. We shut off our mics and I could feel John standing behind me now.
Edward stood up and pulled me up with him, but did not release my hand. John took my other hand and made me jump a little – my heart was still beating faster than usual due to the impact of Edward’s closeness to me a moment ago, so I was a bit jumpy – and we went out of the curtains.
We bowed to the audience with our hands linked – oh God, this was heaven, the tiniest physical contact with them drove me crazy – and they all cheered. I was about to turn around with the twins when they caught me off guard and planted a kiss on each side of my face.
Ahhhh! I was screaming inside and I swore my eyes widened at that instant. Embarrassing – I hoped the students did not notice.
And then we retreated back behind the curtains.
“You did a great job, (Yn),” John grinned at me while the students outside were still screaming.
“Thanks,” I blushed.
“Here,” John stepped towards me and reached up his hands to unhook my mic. His fingers brushed against my cheeks again and I blushed even more.
Was there a cure that could stop someone from blushing? This was getting out of hand. So embarrassing.
“Thanks,” I mumbled again and caught Edward staring at me, a small smile playing on his lips. Hmm. His lips. I was remembering our almost-kisses and blushed yet AGAIN. Stop (Yn), stop!
John chuckled and unhooked his own mic, and Edward took all our mics to put them away. That left only John and I staring at each other. Awkward… But hot. I could feel charging between us.
What was happening with me and these twins?
“Alright,” Edward came back, “Boys!” Edward yelled to the two boys who were chatting excitedly by the side, “Open the curtains and you can go back to join the others, thanks.”
So the three of us were standing in the middle of the stage when the curtains opened again, facing a crowd of excited students.
“Okay, everyone!” John went to the mic stand and talked into the mic. Edward stood beside him occupying the other mic as I was being squeezed in between them.
And so the lesson continued, and we explained further about the play.

I went home that day, not believing what had happened on stage today.
Did that honestly happen? I asked myself. It all felt like a fantasy.
After my before-bed routine, I flopped onto my bed and clutched my face. This was making me dizzy. I could not analyze what had happened today.
I reached up my hand and touched my lips, remembering Edward’s lips… Oh God.
I retrieved my phone from my bedside table and messaged my friends on our group about today. I could not handle this alone. Despite their ridiculous responses which I could already guess, I had to talk to someone about this.
Their responses were even worse than my guess. They basically freaked out. And I freaked out with them until I fell asleep.
Good job, (Yn).