I leaned forward, and kissed him. Not a quick kiss, but a slow one. I could feel mike kissing me back, and it was amazing. I've never felt that way before. When they say in books and movies that sparks fly when you kiss the person you love, they weren't exaggerating. My heart felt all light and fluffy and I felt like if I didn't hold on to him, I'd float away. After a while, we both had to breathe, so I pulled back and hugged him tighter than I ever had. I couldn't help crying, but this time, I was crying because I was happy. I had the biggest smile on my face. I let go of mike so that I could see the look on his face, and it was priceless. He was grinning ear to ear, as he leaned forward to say "I can't tell you how long I've been waiting for you to do that, Ainse!" I laughed, still staring into his eyes. I hadn't realized it, but so have I.
Authors note: Yah yah yah, I know it's short, but I can't end this any other way!
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Waiting on the waves
Teen FictionA tale that hits close to home to me, about understanding, accepting, cherishing, loving, surviving, living, and more. When we feel like we can't hang on any longer, we find there is always someone to catch us as we wait for the wave.
