𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐬 ✰ 𝐜.𝐭.𝐡.

6 | a kiss

《Alex》

I stand in front of my mirror unsure at what I'm wearing, again. I run my fingers down my black skirt and turn side to side. One thing I know for sure: it's that I do not have time to change even one more time and that I do believe that Calum is here. My phone vibrates from its place on my bed amidst discarded clothes.

Calum:
I'm here, should I come to the door?

It was only moments later that I heard a loud banging sound from the front door. I smile to myself and rush to get finish getting ready before running down the stairs.

"Hi" I say, opening the door to see a smiling brown haired man before me. 

"Wow, you look—" He his mouth is currently open. "Wow."

"Thanks," I blush, smiling, i grab my bag from beside the door and walking out with the boy.

It was a quiet car ride, but it didn't feel awkward. I liked it, somehow. A few minutes in, he reached his hand over to my knee and rested it, letting his thumb rub circles there. I liked the feeling of his fingers on my skin, I crave more, almost.

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We were greeted with tons of sweaty, grinding bodies once entered the house with the loud music. After a while of wandering around with him, gaining a steady level of drunkenness, we met up with his friends.

"Hey, Alex, you remember Michael and Luke"

"Hi" they both say in unison, standing in front of me like two large towers of men.

"Hey," I make a small waving gesture towards them.

We chatted for a while until Michael's attention was lost, but rather very present for a girl across the room.

"I'm-I'm gonna go talk to her," he slurs his words a bit before leaving our little group entirely.

"Hey, dance with me?" I say, turning to Calum. My arm was still grasped around his arm.

"Gladly." He peeled my hand from around his bicep, my fingers intertwined with his and walked me to where the other party-goers were dancing. His hands found a place gripping my hips ever so lightly as we moved and I smiled as we looked into each other's eyes. The song went on, but I couldn't hear it now. I could only hear the sound of by blood rushing through my veins and my heart pounding a million times each second. I don't really know what I was doing at this point. I couldn't think straight. I couldn't avert my attention from his lips. I found myself being drawn in as I soon placed a hand to his cheek, and my lips to his. My stomach did flips, my brain felt fuzzy in the midst of my adrenaline rush. I tuck my hands in his hair, full of ecstasy. The moment was a high that I have never quite experienced before.