It was the first day of the summer holidays in Westinlake. We cycled to our favourite picnic spot, behind the Westinlake Fort, his fort..... It was drizzling softly. We parked our bicycles near a rundown cottage where the gardener who maintained the palace gardens, used to live and climbed our favourite apple tree. One could see almost all of Westinlake from that spot.
He climbed up and then hauled me up from the ground. I burst through the leaves and landed in his arms. But instead of shoving me away like he usually did, this time he held me in his arms, my back facing him. Suddenly he went very still. Then, he bent down slowly and deliberately, and pressed a soft, hesitant kiss on the bare skin on my neck.
A light skipping sensation ran through my body.
We both were fourteen.
Just then the branch beneath us snapped and we both fell to the ground trampling and damaging the gardener's precious flower bed. I jumped up, brushing my jeans, utterly confused with what just happened. He looked up at me, with blood on his fingers, gingerly touching his cheeks, "see it's bleeding!"
"serves you right", i said without looking at him, "see what you've done, the gardener's gonna kill us now!"
"I am not sorry!", he replied defiantly looking up at me, his eyes suddenly dark and stormy.
My face went hot. I instantly knew from the look on his face that he was referring to our kiss and not the branch we'd just broken.
"Well, I am!", i retorted fiercely.
He got up suddenly, glaring at me. Then he turned away from me, walked back to his cycle and left me alone. I shouted after him but he didn't stop.....
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Conquering Love...
Chick-Lit"Didn't you mean any of the sweet things you said to me last night?" I stopped giggling abruptly. "I meant some stuff." , i wrote. "Good", Zac wrote back , "I meant some stuff too. Now go away and let me think how i'm going to crush you." "In your...
