It All Began With You

Is It too late to say sorry, now?

"So do you want to come to my place for the night?" James asked.

"Well, I guess so and anyways I am doing this whole fake girlfriend thing, so I deserve this small thing," I teased as I pulled a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"Well technically, I am helping you too because I am having to put up an act of being your fake boyfriend, so that means we are equal," he replied and stroke his hand through his brown hair.

"Well fine we are equal and after this, I will have to help you, so what do you want in return?" I asked.

"You,"

My brain froze as his words kept replaying in my head. I felt a tinge of warmth when he said it. Did he mean it?

"You...you want me...?" I choked but this was a question I had to ask.

James slid his hand behind my waist, his teeth softly biting his lower lip. I gazed at his face, not moving the arms wrapped around me. I felt a soft tug from my pocket and he pulled away into the soft glow of the street lamps light which was flooding into the car. In his hands was my £20 emergency money.

"Finders keepers, losers weepers," he said in his hoarsely voice sending an echo in the car.

"HEY! GIVE THAT BACK TO ME NOW!" I screamed as I attempted to grab the note but to my misfortune, the seat belt tugged me back. Seeing my first failed attempt, he ran out of the car, clinking the note and the car keys with him.

"To late now!" he called as he closed the car door.

"Boy, you wait and watch, here comes big mama!" I yelled as I undid the seat belt and ran outside in the poring rain. Rain fell on the lit street and the executive homes just the same. There was no greater equaliser than mother nature and from the low slung clouds she exploded with pent up fury. Wind whipped the the frigid drops, sending them hurtling in every direction but straight down. I ran behind him as he scampered around the street of the night. I caught hold of his jumper and he turned around to face him. His face all wet with droplets and his hair fallen down to form a fringe. To be honest he looked hella cute. He raised one of his eyebrows and dangled the note in one hand. I looked down and see that he was holding his car keys and I gave him a knowing smirk. Before he could register what I was about to do, I tugged the keys our of his hand and dangled it infron of his face.

"There, now I don't mind you having the £20, I have your car keys!" he looked shocked at my wittiness. I started running from him as he yelled and screamed to give his 'prized possession'.

"You....come here now, Caraaaaaaaaaaaa!" he yelled as I chuckled at his state.

Suddenly, I felt tug on my hoodie and I scuttled backwards in to the chest of James. He whirled me around and snatched the keys from my hand, still holding me tightly by my waist. In the rain James' hair became one with his face, wetly draped over the bone structure that drives me crazy. His expression was serious. I wonder if he knows how crazy that drives me, how it makes me want to feel every inch of his skin. At that moment, at the busy intersection, cars rushed past with wipers in full swing, we can't. I pulled his hand to stop him and move in front, toe to toe. He rolled his eyes in that way he does when he's really happy but feeling too macho to show it and we kiss. The passersby melt away, the traffic too, and the moment is ours. For the kiss it's as if we've been transported somewhere heavenly. The rain runs down our faces to where our lips meet, each of us tasting the cold drops. Instead of detracting from the intensity of the moment it brings us to new heights. James pushes his lips in more firmly and the wave that runs through me is intoxicating, making my head swim as I pull back to take in his beautiful face.

Is face turned from soft to stern and he looks deep into my eyes as he slowly moves his head from side to side, "Cara, I didn't mean to, I just got caught in the moment, sorry!" He told as my faze fell from his gaze. Anger spitting in my soul.

"What...what do you mean by you didn't mean to, you just stole my first kiss," I replied. His face went from sincerity to guilt.

"This was your first kiss?" He asked worried slowly pulling me closer to him.

"Yes, yes it was," I replied.

"I am so sorry..I am really really sorry Cara," 

So sorry for how short it is! Sorry for the spelling errors! Pls vote and comment! Thanks