I Found Myself Falling... Not For The Right Thing Either.

29: Expressed Feelings

His words hit me like a ton of bricks. I had heard those words before, but they didn’t hold the same strong meaning as they did this time.

My green eyes got lost in his icy blue ones as I stared back at him, motionless. I wanted to tell him ‘no’, that he was wrong that I wasn’t cute and how what he said wasn’t true, but my mouth went dry and my heartbeat picked up. I tried to remain calm, but my stomach did flips as I blinked slowly making sure this wasn’t a dream that I had been having. 

When I saw the same handsome face as before, I knew it was real.

Somewhere between our laughing and everything our faces became mere inches apart, our noses almost touching. Both of our breaths were mingling with one another’s. The room was dead silent between the two of us making our situation unavoidable. It was just the two of us in the whole house. This god of a guy and I, alone, with our lips so close to each other. I couldn’t resist the urge, the urge to feel his amazing lips against mine and neither could he by the way he leant in, barely brushing his lips against my own.

I wouldn’t have even known it had happened if I had just closed my eyes a second earlier. I could’ve missed it all. We both would’ve pulled away knowing that he wouldn’t do it again and that I wouldn’t have had the courage to do it all by myself. We probably would’ve both gotten up, cleaned up our mess and went on like we had earlier in the day, in the week.

Both of us would’ve kept playing this game of emotions and we never would’ve found out how each other really felt. Craig and I would’ve gone back to our awkward conversations or tension filled silences, but I didn’t close my eyes.

We didn’t have to go back to those past months that we had kept pressing our feelings down and down, trying not to let them out. I saw it and let me tell you this… I couldn’t just take a brush.

So, I pressed my lips firmly against his soft ones creating the contact that was so desperately needed. Our lips locked together, his and mine, moving in time as one, each of us giving as much as the other was. We kissed as if the world was going to end tomorrow. 

My hands ran up and along his chest, feeling every muscle in it, getting my fix of one muscle and then moving to the next. My heart was beating faster than it had seconds before when his hands gripped my head, holding me in place as we shared a kiss that ignited a raging fire within.

Every single time I kissed him I got the same feelings. The same feelings that no other guy I had ever kissed gave me, no matter how soft or rough. They were always the same…

Fireworks 

I don’t know how long we savored the moment, delving into each other’s embrace, but once we couldn’t handle going another second without air we pulled away slowly, catching our breaths. My hands still gripped the damned popcorn, butter stained dress shirt that started this whole chase that ended with us toppled over each other on the kitchen floor, kissing our hearts out.

His hands were still holding my face so I looked into his beautiful eyes. Craig was the first to speak, disrupting the silence that had fallen between the two of us after we had pulled our lips apart.