But Sean, baby... (JSE imagines)

2: New Years

You and your friends had all come to your house for New Year's Eve, and of course, your boyfriend, Sean was there too. It was about 11:30pm, and you were currently on the couch, Sean's arm around you. You were watching a performance from Y/F/A (fave artist), and were totally sucked in. That is, until... Y/F/N comes in.

"We need to talk, now,"she demands.

You look at Sean, who nods and removes his arm. You get up and a few other of your friends come with you. You couldn't even begin to fathom what on earth the dilemma is, but they drag you upstairs and into the bathroom. You cram yourselves in and they sit you down on the toilet seat, lid down.

"What the hell is you issue?"you ask.

They all giggle, then Y/F/N answers,"Getting you ready for a New Years Kiss."

Whelp. At least you tried.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Come on, Y/N, you know Sean wants to, so we have to make your lips look as desirable as possible,"another friend responds and you roll your eyes.

You knew they were right, there was no getting out of it. Here's the catch...... you two haven't had your first kiss yet. You suddenly smile, realizing that your first kiss with him will be at the most magical time. But then, your stomach starts to ache and your heart beat quickens. You may be having the chance for a perfect kiss, but what if you screw it up?

You snapped back into reality when
Y/F/N pulls out a tube of bright red lipstick- like Taylor Swift red. You sit there patiently and obediently, feeling the lipstick slide over your lips. You trust Y/F/N with your makeup work and didn't doubt she'd make you look amazing.

After she's done, the few of you stay up there and gossip, then, suddenly, it's 11:55.

You storm down the stairs, nervous as ever, and the second Sean sees you, his eyes go directly from your eyes to your lips. You blush, trying to compare yourself and not get sick from all the nerves. Your lip starts to quiver more the more times he looks at them.

"Something wrong, Lass?"he asks.

You shake your head,"No, I'm fine-"

"GUYS WE HAVE ONE MINUTE."

You stand up with Sean as everyone crowds the TV, staring at the dropping numbers, now at 40 seconds. Your hands start shaking, but you start to get the feeling that he doesn't want to.

By the time there's 10 seconds left, everyone is screaming each second all the way down.

"FIVE."

"Hey, lass."

"FOUR."

"What?"

"THREE."

"Come here."

"TWO."

He takes your hand and pulls you close.

"ONE."

Then, in a moment that can only be described as an explosion of magic and gold, his lips were pressed against yours. Your stomach jumped when he pulled you in, but you were totally melted into it now.

When you pull away, your stare is stolen by his eyes. His beautiful, blue eyes. You both are entranced in each other as you stand there. You feel his arm tighten around your waist and he keeps you close, smiling. You sigh, starstruck by him and what just happened.

Before you look away, his hand moves your chin to keep you looking at him,"Wait."

"What?"

"I think I want another. That was too good,"he smiles, before leaning in and kissing you again.