I left Bells just after two and was walking home. It was really warm this afternoon and I was feeling a bit dizzy. It was probably because I'd only just stopped twatting about on Bells' trampoline but blaming it on the heat instead of my immaturity me sounds better
I was busy studying the cracks along the path when a shadow cast over me.
I glance up, expecting to be centimetres from walking into a tree. I am not.
"Hey." It was quieter than a confident greeting. I met his gaze and give him a half smile.
"Hey."
He shuffled awkwardly on his feet. Trying to make brief and boring conversation before a fairly long drag of silence which i took as a a good time to walk on. I nod and step to the side telling him I should get going.
"Romy." I turn back around to face him, realising he's reached out to stop me.
"You never replied." He prompts nodding at my phone. I unlock it and realised he'd sent me a message at about 11.
Is it one sided..? On my part..
I bit my bottom lip, growing increasingly anxious and not sure whether I should text awkwardly text him back, talk to him.. or if I should just leave. I liked the third option, unfortunately that was the one that I know I shouldn't go with. I'd never really considered him in that way, but I wasn't against it.
I put my phone in my pocket, and remain focused on my feet, suddenly paralysed to look at him.
"Romy?" I didn't look up. Suddenly his shoes were about an inch from mine. I can feel how close he is to me, I know if I looked up I'd be face to face with him. I don't really know how to say what I was thinking. My throat was turning dry.
His hand lightly brushed mine and for whatever reason I raise my head slightly and force myself to look up at him through my hair. He stared back at me. I was beggining to feel a roar of emotions, maybe its the proximity.
I was never this silent as his work partner. I've never felt hugely attracted to him but that didn't mean he was unattractive, quite the opposite. With him looking at me like this, I was seeing him as someone more than the A student that made me laugh at weird cartoons hed drawn of all the teachers we shared. Maybe it was because I knew he liked me, maybe it was because our eyes were locked. Maybe it was because he was stroking my hair away from my face and touching my cheek. It was definitley something to do with him leaning down towards me, because I stop thinking and feel a surge towards him. I instantly react, winding my arms around his neck. He leans in further and and softly pressed his lips against mine. I felt a rush of something run through my body. I pull away slightly, noticing his arms around my waist and cant help but smile a little, he smiled back. Our foreheads are pressed together and our lips only millimetres apart. I kiss him again, he wasnt expecting me to and I feel him smiling into my mouth before returning it.
We part and look up at him, not even thinking before I say:
"I don't think it's one sided."
He still had a smile on his face and I casually turn around and walk the rest of the way home with a stupid grin on my face too.
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Teen FictionRomy. She''s a girl loved by her friends, her family and especially her little brother Harry. She does what every girl should be happy to do. She has her talents and her flaws but over all shes running a pretty good day to day life. Then she gets a...