After Dylan took me out for lunch, which included toasted cheese sandwiches with chips inside which actually tasted good to my surprise. We arrived at the movies and decided to go see The Avengers: Age of Ultron, I went to the toilet and came back to see Dylan juggling the biggest tub of popcorn and red licorice I have ever seen. I started laughing and ran over and helped him out.
Half way during the movie I reached into the bag of red licorice, Dylan's hand bumped into mine and he smiled making me feel uncomfortable and I hated when he did that.
It was late with the sun setting into beautiful oranges, pinks and yellows but still quite cold outside, Dylan walked me to my doorstep, our bodies somewhat touching with our faces only centimeters apart, looking into his deep dark brown eyes made me warm and fuzzy inside. He raised his hand up to my forehead slightly touching the bruise but pushing my sticking out bits of my hair, sending shivers down my spine, he slowly leaned into my lips which was everything I wanted, just to feel his lips on mine but I wouldn't let him do it, I couldn't, as much as I wanted it to happen he probably does this with all the girls and I wasn't going to just be the next fling. I smiled and quickly moved my lips to his cheek, lightly touching my hand on his neck making him tense, I took a few steps back and smiled and said "see you around prom king", he returned a smile and stood there for a few moments as if he didn't want to leave. I hesitated but finally turned around heading for my front door when I felt his hands glide along my back lightly and pull me towards him intensely, already circled in his arms, our bodies touching, his lips locked into mine hard and tough wanting to dominate, I could feel his hands sliding everywhere up my back, through my hair and up my neck. I wanted to be closer to him pushing harder against him, his lips softened and the kiss had slowed down more steady pace but still a spark between us.
Dylan's point of view
She is warm and soft and delicate and I was kissing her. She tastes sweet, like apples and charcoal, her body in my arms trembling. She is so small, my arms go around her, to steady her, and I was lost. The ground is unsteady under my feet and I cling to her, as small as she is. My palms of my hands smooth down her back. I can feel her breathing against me a gasp in between kisses. Her thin fingers in my hair, on the back of my neck, tangling gently.
Carson's point of view
I knew I had to pull away, but I didn't want to. I drew back from him, his brown eyes flutter open, with a smirk on his face as if his ego had risen but still looked surprised " well um yeah, I better um head off you know school and homework and stuff haha" he said as though nervous, "yeah, um right well uh see you tomorrow" I said smiling, he moved quickly and swiftly and kissed me on the cheek his lips warm and still intense from the kiss, I blushed and we both turned our backs and I speed walked to the front door and ran up stairs and jumped onto my bed why too dazed to realized what had just happened, and slowly I drifted off to sleep thinking about Dylan.
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Romance18 year old Carson is a pretty simple girl. Always doing the right thing like family game nights, watching movies with her family, attending school and working for money for University. But when the typical high school jerk starts to get interested...