The Rare Ones

*20*

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"If tear drops could be bottled,
there'd be swimming pools filled by models,"
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-Billie Eilish
(idontwannabeyouanymore)

Phineas

Chetachi kissed me.

Chetachi kissed me.

Chetachi kissed me.

I'd been sitting on the table in her space, studying her, unashamedly, because she looked so beautiful.

"Yeah?" I'd asked when she placed her tiara in my head and said it looked good on me.

"Yeah," was her reply.

I'd kept staring at her, marveling at the exquisiteness of her features,wishing I had my camera to capture the moment, wondering how God had created someone so perfect.

But then, I'd discovered she wasn't so perfect.

She drinks.

Mum used to drink.

I had almost turned away when I noticed she had been looking at me too.

That we were mere centimetres away from each other.

And then, suddenly, she leaned in, eyelids shutting over her hazel eyes, and planted a small, soft kiss on my lips.

I had gasped silently, insides twisting in pleasurable knots, cheeks flushing with heat.

The kiss had lasted for a second, a fraction of a second.

But I had tasted stars and touched the clouds.

Then it hit me.

"Chetachi, you're.....you're drunk, aren't you?" I asked, almost hoping she would say no.

She had giggled, burped and said:"I guess I am."

It was then, as my heartbeat accelerated,that I realised that my budding crush was beginning to bloom.

I've just helped her into her car, and she thanked me.