Never Let Go

Chapter 3

~Chapter 3~

Everything stopped as soon as our lips made contact.

The people surrounding us in the circle seemed to disappear. The blaring music faded into the background. Anything that ever had to do with Wes seemed to fall away. I didn't feel his presence in the back of my mind, waiting for a weak moment to snatch me up. I didn't hear his voice whispering seemingly heartfelt promises that proved to be false, in my ear. All of that was replaced with the feel of Daniel's lips moving against my own.

I was frozen in place, shocked by the emotions coursing through me. I felt excitement yet fear. The good kind of fear, the kind you got from the anticipation of something foreign. I had never felt this kind of spark before. Not even with Wes. But despite all of these confusing thoughts floating through my mind, I felt myself beginning to respond to him.

I had started the kiss, but he was leading it. I felt his hand slide up my neck and into my hair, causing me to tilt my head up. He deepened the kiss and I found myself thoroughly enjoying the experience. The only thought running through my mind as I kissed him back with passion was that I never wanted this to end.

I snaked my arms around his neck and brought my body closer to his. He seemed to be having similar thoughts as he wrapped his free arm around my torso and drew me flush against him. My arms tightened around his neck, not wanting to let go.

All too soon we broke apart, gasping for breath. My lungs were burning as I struggled to catch my breath. My eyes were locked on his as he gazed deeply into mine, searching for something. I didn't know what he was looking for; I was too content to care.

As I got a bearing on my surroundings I realized it was no longer just Daniel and I. We were still at the party and the music was blasting. We were still in the room and everyone was watching us. They had seen us make out and were now whistling at us.

I felt my face drain of all color.

Frantically, I glanced over at Marissa, who was giving me a sly grin. I looked back up at Daniel whose face was impassive, but his eyes were held some unknown emotion. He met my gaze and I watched his expression become concerned.

"Addy," he started, seeing my panic.

It was too late. I was humiliated. I ran out of the room, out of the house, and down the pathway until I reached Marissa's car. It was only then that I let myself break down, as I slowly sunk down the side of Marissa's car and buried my face in my hands as I sat on the ground.

What had I done? I thought to myself.

I was less upset about all of the people witnessing that passionate kiss. I was upset about allowing myself to do it, and then enjoying it. It was only supposed to be a quick peck, just to prove myself, but it turned into something much more and that's what scared me. I had felt a similar spark towards Wes, and look how that had turned out. This kiss held even more passion though, more power. I refused to let another guy get to me the way Wes had. If that kiss had been stronger than all the ones I shared with Wes, what kind of control would that give Daniel over me?

Aside from all of this, I barely knew Daniel. He had saved me twice, which insinuated that he might be genuine, but he was very guarded. I knew that he was guarded for a reason. It was obvious that he had secrets of his own, and I didn't want to get involved with another troubled guy. There was so much I was unsure of with Daniel, especially the way he made me feel.

The kiss had stirred a lot of unsettling emotions, but that didn't mean I had to make anything of it. This kiss would mean nothing. It was just to prove a point, a result of a stupid game.