expect the unexpected ↠ pacey witter

t w e l v e

I suddenly feel nervous, waiting in anticipation for Pacey to sneak over. I can't sit still. I started out sitting at my desk, attempting to read, when that failed I moved over to my bed and tried to watch a movie. That turned into me laying down, my sitting up, me laying on my side, which resulted in me turning off my tv, lamp, and am under the covers just waiting like a love sick bundle of nerves.

      Pacey should be here any second and my heart is beating so fast. I fell asleep on him earlier so this should be nothing and he's been in my room hundreds of times, why does this feel different?

  I wonder where Doug thinks he's going. Did he say he was spending the night at Dawsons? Does Doug know about us? He has too, we slept on the couch today.

     The thoughts keep spiraling until I hear a tap from my window, and suddenly the thoughts quiet down as Pacey slips in through my window.

The door is already shut and locked, and I left my window unlocked so he could slip right in. I can hear the window be slid shut, and his footsteps slowly tiptoeing around my bed because he knows I always sleep closest to the window.

      I feel the bed dip, and a nervous breathy chuckle escapes my lips when he instantly pulls me to his chest and sighs deeply and if he needed this contact just as much as me.  "Hi," he says, placing a kiss on my hair. "I missed you."

I let out a giggle, "you just saw me five hours ago."

       "Five hours too long," he says and squeezes me tighter.

       "You're dumb," I say but I don't mean it. I wonder if he can feel how fast my heart is beating. I don't know why but right now, I feel more ready then I ever have. I want to have my first kiss, here, with him.

        As if sensing the change in my mood, his finger finds it way under my chin, pushing gently tilting my face up towards him. My breath hitches in my throat, and in the darkness I can see the outline of him. I want to see him, I want to see his eyes. My hand cups his cheek, and I grin hearing him suck in his own breath. It's nice knowing I have that effect on him too.

      "Claire," he says quietly, so low I'm almost uncertain if I just imagined it. "We don't have,"

       I place my hand on his chest as I pull myself up so I can be right in front of him. "Don't ruin it. I know we don't have to do anything, but I—" I pause, reaching for his hand, because I just want to feel his skin on mine, "I want too Pacey."

       As if that was all the confirmation he needed, his hand dropped mine and both of them found their way to cup my face. He didn't kiss me right away, he just slowly caressed my cheek with his thumbs, and I could feel his breath dance across my lips until it felt like my chest was going to explode unless he kissed me right this second. He brushed his lips over mine, and I had to force myself to swallow down the whine I wanted to let out because I have never been more ready for a simple kiss in my entire life.

       I never thought I'd feel this way about anyone. It's so intoxicating, the book weren't lying. This is the feeling I've been reading about forever.

        I didn't want to be the one to pull in, because I didn't want to seem desperate but when his gentle lips kissed softly at my lips it took everything in me not to jump his bones right there because this kiss was special. Not only was it from Pacey but it was my first kiss. I know he was making it special, and truly the way my heart was racing I knew that I was okay with anything right now but when he forcefully pulled my face to his, everything around me turned fuzzy.

       It was like my body was gasoline and he is a lighter and the spark between us just caught fire. I couldn't think straight as his tongue slid across my bottom lip as if asking for permission before I opened my mouth and let him devour me.