Dancing on roses

N I N E T E E N

Lorenzo
I'm fucked, really fucking fucked. I kissed the damn girl. Why? I had to, I can't resist her. Hearing her tell me about me not answering hurt somehow. I wished I didn't have to go on that stupid fucking mission. Then I made her sit on my lap and kissed her.

It was heaven, I am certainly going to hell after death, but when she kissed me it felt like heaven to me. Then I got hard and the moment was ruined. She is inexperienced and I just ruined everything I got from her, if my fucking dick didn't ruin it I would've kissed her hours long.

Her soft lips are amazing, they are filled with passion while mine are with lust it clashes and something amazing grows throughout the kiss.

Yes it was fucking akward after, but I don't regret a thing. I am fucking obsessed with her. I am obsessed about everything she stands for, every single fucking thing.

I can't stay away for to long or I will absolutely lose my fucking mind.

She told me she didn't had a lot of experience with any of it if it is kissing, sex or on relationship grounds. I told her I didn't kiss people, it was to intimate for me. But I just couldn't hold back.

The smile on her face after I told her that, I will never forget it. It was the most amazing smile I have ever seen. A true smile with true happiness in her eyes. She goes through shit and to hell and back while still living. But here she is smiling like that because I said something. Because I made a statement of my principles from before I met the amazing girl.

"You don't mean that.. everyone kisses"

"You just told me you have kissed once"

"Yeah but that's different" she sasses at me. Before getting up from my lap. She looks down and grins to herself. This girl. This girl here before me, she is the reason I am losing my fucking mind. "You want something to drink?" Her sweet voice asks me.

"Some black coffee?"

"I do not have a coffee machine, let's get some around the corner at the shop, I'd like a fresh home made iced tea from them. It's the best! It is not like Lipton or fuze tea, but like literal tea just cold and it tastes amazing," she rambled, I listened to it. She went on and on about this iced tea until we were there.

"A black coffee and an iced white lemon tea" I call out to the woman behind the register. The beauty next to me looking stunned I actually listened to her five minute ramble and remembered her favourite iced tea.

"You actually listened?" She asks me in a whispered voice. She's shy. She hates public, I knew that, she loves being social but calls for comfort in being alone. Maybe I am a creep I know so much..

"I will listen to every word that comes out of your mouth darling, I love hearing your voice it's my favourite thing to do" she laughs at that. The woman behind the register saying the amount. And because I wasn't really paying attention to her Everleigh stepped in and payed.

"What you wanted coffee and asked me for it? So I'll pay," she states waiting for our order. This girl.
This fucking girl.
Is driving me crazy.