Teach Me to Kiss

Us

We stayed silent for a while. Not a single sound coming out from us.

What the hell, Andrew?

Speak!

"Ahh," I scratched my head. "Hi?"

I went towards her and sat on her bed.

Farrah looked at me in amusement. "Hello."

"You okay?" I hoped she was. But shit, without her glasses, her eyes are distracting me more than usual.

"I'm great. Thanks Andrew." She gave me a grateful look and a sweet smile. There it comes, a stupid fucking blush. Andrew, what the hell?

I rolled my eyes at myself and replied in a suave voice.

"You're always welcome, sweetheart." At that, I took one of her hands and intertwined it with mine.

And it was her turn to blush. I smirked.

"Are you feeling nervous?" I teased her. Farrah rolled her eyes at me, her blush deepening.

So. Freaking. Cute.

"Psh, what do you mean nervous? Me, I'm the opposite of nervous. Ha-ha."

I laughed out loud. Farrah couldn't help but scrunch her face in embarassment and hid it with her free hand.

"You liar." I teased her again and tried to pry her hand away from her face to see that amusing blush. She tried to push my prying hands but I was stronger.

"So adorable." I laughed again and she refused to meet my eyes.

"Hmph, it takes one to know one." She said sassily.

"You mean, I'm adorable too? Aww, you're making me blush." I chuckled when she turned and squinted her eyes at me.

"No, a liar."

At that statement, I groaned and now it was her turn to smirk.

"You're going to use that against me, aren't you?"

"Forever." She smiled evilly at me. Forever? I paused.

"I," Farrah stopped giggling and tossed me a confusing look. "I,"

"You're what?"

"...kind of like the sound of forever." And at that both of us blushed.

Stupid!

Stop spouting stupid stuff, Andrew!

You're fucking ambarassing yourself.

But I couldn't help it. She drew a picture on my head when she said that. I thought of when we're already both working, still together and teasing each other. I thought of family get togethers and Farrah holding my hand. I even fucking thought of her in a freaking wedding gown.

And I just met her last week!

This girl is turning me upside down.

"...I kind of like it too." Farrah said in a low voice but I still heard it.

And I fucking liked it.

I stared at her with her forest green eyes trying to stare back but it was shying away. I raised both of her hands which was intertwined with mine to my lips.

"Will you give me a chance?" I whispered to her hand.

Her hands hold on mine tightened. I turned towards her.

"I'm serious, Farrah. I don't know how it came to this but I know I like you." I gulped. Even though I already confessed at the cafeteria, publicly at that, but I still felt embarassed to say those words out. I continued anyways.