Lips
She didn't know what to do.
She could have hugged him. Kissed him on the cheek.
On the lips.
Maybe.
No.
She couldn't.
She just stared. Lost for words at the boy standing on the opposite side of her door.
"I told you so."
She blinked. "What?"
"I told you so."
"Excuse me."
"I told you so. I told you, you wer brilliant and kind and sweet and thoughtful."
"I...what?"
"I told you so."
"I...no you didn't."
He frowned, "I didn't."
"No." She shook her head.
"Oh." He stepped closer. "I must have dreamt it up."
Then he kissed her.
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First Love
Teen FictionShe ripped him apart, bit by bit until there was nothing left. Until she had him all. He fixed her. Over and over. He replaced all the pieces she didn't have with his own. He was her first kiss. She was his first love. And it was like a movie. Like...
