Twelve

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It was the day.

Y/N had invited Minghao and I to a picnic, but Minghao was running late due to forgetting to prepare his selection of the food. Y/N told me that we can sit down and just wait for him, as she had told him whereabouts we were. I nodded and sat with her. Next to her. 

I had planned out what I was going to say in my head. It was straightforward, it was honest. And I hoped it was romantic. I had spent the whole night before thinking of different ways I could confess while following Minghao's advice. But I had decided that I wanted to say it. Vocally. 

So I planned out exactly how it would go. I would wait until we were alone, I would then grab her attention, and I would then confess, following the exact words that I had scripted out 10 times over. And then, if it felt right, I would kiss her. 

Where would I kiss her? Aren't the lips too intimate? But it's also the most romantic? Should I have scrapped the kiss and just held her hand?

But Minghao never told me to hold her hand, he said to go for the kiss.

I followed exactly what Minghao said.

Y/N was setting out the food, opening containers of fruit and sandwiches as I gathered up my courage to tell her. She looked really pretty that day, and I realised that she looked prettier in her casual wear, than in uniform. I took a deep breath, and exhaled before tapping her lightly on the arm.

She looked startled for a moment, before turning to me. Once she looked at me, she smiled. Her smile reached her eyes, like the day we walked to my class together. She was happy, genuinely happy. I was happy that she was happy.

I took another deep breath before, once again, going over what Minghao had told me.

Be straightforward.

Be honest.

Go for the kiss. If she looks uncomfortable, don't.

I placed my hand on top of hers. Her hand wasn't soft, but wasn't rough. I liked that.

I looked at her lips, too scared to look into her eyes.

I took my third breath and closed my eyes. It was now, or never.

'Y/N, I.. I like you. I've liked you since, well, I don't know when. But I know that, I really really like you'

I opened my eyes. She was staring at me. She was smiling, but not as wide as before. But still smiling.

Go for the kiss. If she looks uncomfortable, don't.

I placed my hand on her shoulder and I leaned in. I stopped just before meeting her lips.

She didn't look uncomfortable. She was looking past me, but wasn't uncomfortable.

So I kissed her.

I closed my eyes, and kissed her.

Right on the lips.

I didn't notice that Minghao was stood behind me the entire time.

I didn't realise that until I was pulled off of Y/N.

I didn't realise until I saw the look of anger on Minghao's face.

And in that singular moment, my whole world crashed down.

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