Guns and Roses

Chapter 54 - I Want Him

Dana's pov -

He let goes and we're both a panting mess. That was—- a kiss. A real kiss. He kissed me on the lips this time. Not only that but I clearly remember him

I can still clearly remember him saying he likes me that one night when it started to rain and he had to go because a kid was shot and it was a hot mess

Not only that but that was the night where I had to meet that weirdo dude who is the unknown number in my phone which I can't seem to block. Like physically can't.

I still feel like I'm flying and there's a whole swarm of butterflies roaming around in my stomach. It's still so new to me but this feeling only occurs with..him. Only him.

I placed my hand on his chest, I watch as his eyes were wondering into mine. He's looking at me with such admiration it gives me chills. I believe this is really him. The first time we met it was so much different than now.

I have to tell mama. She's prolly the only person in my entire family tree I could tell and she would be more understanding than anyone else.

I love her so much. I just wish I can tell her that. Sometimes it's hard for me to say it because I'm not used to saying that phrase. Others find it easy but I don't.

"You kissed me.." I said breathily and still kept my gaze into his. "And I liked it." I added mindlessly. Once again my mouth has its own mind.

"My eyes were closed so can you do it again.." I didn't want to sound desperate but I wanted another taste. I watched as his eyes change when a smile breaks his face. He let out a laugh and his head tilted downwards. I bit down on my lips feeling a bit shy.

Which is so unlike me because I don't get shy that often. But he just has some power over me, sometimes I feel like he can control me. Not in a toxic abusive way but in a mysterious— butterfly's in your stomach, way.

He lifted his head again and leaned closer to my face. I try my best to stay standing and stay focused but this is so— I'm going crazy.

I felt his lips crash onto mine softly again. The feeling of fireworks around us felt real, the feeling of me flying felt real, the feeling the no one on this earth is here besides us was also feeling a bit too real to me.

Am I dreaming?

I hope I'm not. I really hope not. I'd be extremely upset and angry if I were. I would go to grey myself and crash my lips on him angrily if this was all really a dream.

I clench tight fists into his shirt while trying my best to not make him, unimpressed. Never mind, I could care less.

I'm such a liar sheesh.

His lips were pounding on my lips very softly, the kiss started to get heated when I felt his hand rest on my butt again and squeeze the life out of it, he pulled me closer to him while he did that.

Luckily the kiss was slow so I could manage to keep up. I kissed him back while our mouths opened ever so slightly and our head slowly moved.

Noises filled in and I started to loose my breath slowly. His lips were so intoxicating and addicting but if I keep going I could quite literally stop breathing.

We both slowly let go and take in breaths. We're a breathing mess. I softly lick my slightly sore lips.

"Did you taste my cherry gloss." I had a smirk plastered on my face. He practically ruined my lip gloss. He ate that up.

"Fuck yeah." He had a slight bitter expression since he ate mostly gloss right there. Poor guy

He had this nice grip on my butt that made me feel all warm inside, he was gripping them up. Yummy