His soft lips moved in sync with mine. The way his warm body was against me and I could feel his heartbeat against my chest. His tongue was pressed against mine as my arms wrapped around his neck bringing him closer to me. I pulled away slowly to look at his face. His green eyes opened into mine and I didn't know what to feel.
"What was that?" I breathed out, against his lips.
"A kiss." He smirked at me, his hands on my waist, as he kissed my cheek. "A very nice kiss." I gulped as his eyes looked into mine.
"No, you dumbass, why did you kiss me?" I rolled my eyes, but my heartbeat wouldn't steady.
"I like kissing you. You're a nice kisser." He told me, his face on the crook of my neck, as my arms were still around him.
"Why thank you, kind sir." I giggled as he kissed my neck. "Is this weird?" I murmured quietly.
"What is weird?" He lifted his head to look at me. I sighed.
"The fact that I like this?" I took a deep breath. I didn't know what to even think about what was happening. All I could think about was that I liked having his lips against mine and his hands roaming my body. I liked having my best friend who I had never thought about being with do that to me. It worried me.
"Only if you let it be." He told me as he leaned closer, his lips on mine again as he got rougher. His lips travelled to my neck as he pressed small kisses to him. His hands reached for the hem of my shirt, and he started pulling it off.
"Adam, stop." I said, breathless. "You need to stop." I repeated making him stop kissing me.
"Oh god, I'm so sorry." He told me, his face filled with regret. "I shouldn't have done that." He shook his head, lying on the bed next to me.
"It's fine. I just don't want to do that. It'll change things." I explained turning to look at him. He shook his head, sighing.
"You don't have to make excuses Taylor. I know you don't want me the way I want you. It's fine I just thought that things had already changed during these past few days but I guess I was wrong." He spoke in a frustrated manner, standing up and walking towards the door.
"No wait!" I walked to him and touched his shoulder making him turn around. "What the fuck is this about? Seriously, Adam. What the hell?" I questioned, confused.
"I'm just saying that I know how you feel and it's fine because we can just get back to where we were." He said, raising his voice a little. I furrowed my eyebrows.
"It'd be much easier if actually talked to me rather than giving me cryptic answers." I almost yelled at him and in that moment I was glad his parents weren't home.
"Cryptic answers? I'm telling you exactly what I'm thinking." He told me.
"Why are you being like this? Is it because I didn't want to have sex with you? Because if it is then you've got some serious issues, dude." I stated, looking him dead in the eye. He shook his head, his eyes moving to the window.
"Sex? Is that what you think this is about? Sex, Taylor? I'm fine with not having sex. I can wait." He explained. "It's your comment about things changing. You don't want things to change? Then I'm sorry because it's going to now."
"Why is that such a big deal and why the hell are things changing? Just talk to me damn it." I screamed, taking a deep breath to calm myself down. "Why?" I groaned after he stayed quiet.
"Because I'm in love with you." He said, leaving me too stunned to talk. My heartbeat had rapidly increased in last five minutes. From kissing to fighting to this confession. "There you go. You want to know why things will change then there's that." He murmured.
"I don't know what to say." I whispered my eyes wide as I spoke.
"My god, were you really that oblivious?" He closed his eye for a second. "For eight years, I've been right here. Eight years waiting for you to open your eyes and realize that I've been right here. That I care about you more than I care about anyone. Is it really that hard for you to see? I'm in love with you. Things will change because now you know." He confessed leaving breathless as I moved back to sit on the bed, shocked. "I've buried my feelings enough times. I can't do anymore, not when I'm kissing you and holding your hand and you kiss back. I just can't." His eyes were piecing into me making my heart race faster than ever.
"I need some time. I don't know how...I just...I need to go." I stuttered as I did what I do best when I don't know what to do. I ran away from it and right now the problem was the one I cared for most.
