Her lips are on my lips.
That's the only thought my brain can comprehend. I stand there, completely frozen, unable to do anything. She pulls away quickly, her cheeks pink and her eyes looking everywhere but mine and I know that if there's ever a time to be a man it's now.
I gently nudge her chin upwards, looking her in the eyes. It's such a novelty to be able to freely look at her beautiful face and I want to do it as much as possible. I lean down and without thinking about it, kiss her again. This time I move my lips against hers, my hand cradling the back of her head as her arms wind themselves round me.
I can't begin to explain how unbelievable kissing her is, my entire body warm and my lips tingling with every moment. I can't believe I've waited so long to do this and now I know what it feels like, I'm never stopping.
We break apart momentarily and I rest my forehead against hers lightly, my breaths uneven and shaky.
I have no idea what to say to that.
Kissing Clara is something I've dreamt about since I was fourteen and here I am, actually doing it. I have her in my arms and I sigh contentedly, tucking her head beneath my chin as I hold her to me for the first time ever.
"I've been waiting to do this for years." I mumble, rubbing my cheek against the top of her head tentatively. I reluctantly remove my arms and lean back to see her expression.
She looks dazed, her fingers lightly drifting towards her lips. Her eyes connect with mine and I revel in the sense of completeness that her gaze will always provide me.
"Are you okay?" I ask tentatively as she continues to stand there in silence.
I take a step back, stooping to look into her eyes as my brows pucker in concern.
"I..um, don't really know what to say." She breathes.
"Are you two done in here yet or do I need to get the hose?" Saskia quips and I scowl, my head turning to spot my irritating twin leant in the doorway. Her expression is what I can only describe as conniving.
"What do you want." I demand, my arm encapsulating Clara's waist protectively.
"Clara, can I borrow you for a minute?" Kia asks innocently, completely ignoring me.
Clara, ever the angel moves forward slightly and I pull her back to my chest.
"Soulmate." I declare and Kia rolls her eyes.
"Best mate." She counters, pointing to herself and Clara laughs.
I look down at her face and soften at her smile. She turns in my arms and pulls my neck down gently, softly kissing my forehead as soon as it's within her reach.
"I'll be right back." She murmurs and I nod, my gaze flicking back to Saskia's gloat.
Clara floats out of the room and Kia sticks her tongue out at me before closing the door behind her. I sigh, running a hand through my hair as I collapse on my bed. The gravity of what just happened is only now sinking in and I start to panic.
What if she didn't feel what I felt? What if I'm a terrible kisser? Am I living up to everything she'd hoped I'd be? God, I hope so.
I twiddle my thumbs anxiously, cursing Kia and wondering what they could possibly be talking about.
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Shy
Teen Fiction-A soulmate story- Kit Taylor keeps to himself. Awkward, reserved and anxious, he doesn't expect to find his soulmate. When he finds her in none other than Clara Evelyn, his twin sister's kind, talented and beautiful best friend, his world just abou...
