Captivate me

The most addictive drug

Noel takes a deep breath and closes his eyes tightly, when he opens them again everything happens in slow motion. He takes my face in his hands, dips down and kisses my lips. First very lightly then with a little more force.

His lips are so soft on mine. The feeling is so intense I have to hold onto his arms to keep myself from falling. But as quickly as the moment came, it's over and Noel withdraws.

I can't let that happen, I want more, I need more. He takes my breath away.

I lean forward and place my lips on his again, this time with much more fierce and want, surprisingly he responds with the same want and our lips move in sync. I put my hands on his cheeks to pull him even closer to me. I realise there is no stubble today and I grin into the kiss.

His lips taste like beer and slightly bitter. What did Patrick say? Bitter would fit me so well, right?

I moan into the kiss, nothing has ever felt this good. Needing to breath, we pull apart and put our foreheads together, our eyes are still closed. I can feel his frantic breathing on my face.

His smell surrounds me and I feel like I'm on cloud nine. When I open my eyes again, his are still closed. He lowers his hands from my cheeks and just as I thought he would pull his forehead away from mine, he lifts his hand again and traces my bottom lip with his finger. I inhale shakily.

"Your lips are so soft", he whispers.

He draws a deep breath and leans back without fully releasing me from his grip.
"Em, I don't know what to do." Noel clears his throat and lets his gaze wander to the people in the club.
"Please just don't withdraw from me again... I need you, Noel." I'm trying not to sound as desperate as I feel. Now that I know the feel of his lips, I always want to be able to kiss them.
"I don't even know what I'm doing here, I used to pounce on every girl that showed some interest in me, my long term relationships always ended badly... as you know. You are different than all these before, I just know that. The harder I try to stay away from you, the more I'm drawn to you." He looks at me again with a pained expression.
"I fell in love with you too."

I pull him on his collar against me and kiss him again while running my tongue over his bottom lip. He lets out a low groan. My arms fall naturally around his neck and he lays his on my hips.

His touch feels so good, I want to get lost in the feeling of him surrounding me. He pulls me impossibly close to him and our tongues touch. It's like a little explosion. I feel so light like I'm high.
Noel Gallagher is probably the most addictive drug I've ever tried.

"I have to go to my friends or they'll get worried. Come to my house tomorrow." He says breathlessly and runs his hands through his disheveled hair in an attempt to smooth it down again.
He pecks me one last time, tells me the code to the front door and then disappears into the crowd. I'm so confused I need to collect myself.

I just made out with Noel Gallagher, holy shit.

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