Liar Liar (BoyxBoy)

Chapter Ten

[Edited]

               Brody's POV

"Kiss me," Vincent said, with a look ing his eyes I could not quite distinguish. All I could tell from the look her was giving me he was being completely serious. 

I starred at him at a loss for words, completely shocked. When I picked dare I thought he was going to something along the lines of, 'I dare you do prank call Hannah'. Something like that, but this wasn't something I didn't predict, let alone do. Just the thought of me making a move on Vincent, even if it was just a dare, terrified me.

Gosh, if he wanted to kiss me he should've just done it, I was not one to kiss someone first. I never thought of myself as the 'pants' in a relationship. Now Vincent was ruining that, I could never kiss him first that's just to awkward. Way out of my comfort zone. 

Why did he want me to do it anyway? Out of all things he could've dared me to do, he picks the one thing I'm too embarrassed to do. I'd rather parade around in my underwear while whip cream was smeared all over me then kiss him first. Okay, so that's a lie but still. 

"Or you can do something else..." He said, scratching the back of his neck as an awkward gesture. 

Good feel the awkward, that's what you get. 

I guess he took my silence as a no or something. Trust me, I wanted to do more then kiss him, I just didn't want to be the one who makes the first move. That's so not me. Now, if he kissed me first that was a whole new story. 

"No, it's just... uh.." How in Gods name tell him that I'm to shy to kiss him? He will think I'm a loser. 

Why does my life have to be so complicated? 

"Just what? Seriously though, you don't have to make up an excuse if you don't to do the dare. Sorry I even brought it up," he said getting up off his bed.

No, no, no. Now he's upset. I do not like making people upset, it is almost as bad as making a first move. It makes me feel so horribly guilty that I have to apologize, if they did deserve whatever I did to make them upset. Damn me and my niceness. 

I wish I could just hide under his bed and never come out again but knew I had to do something to make things better.

I'm just going to have to man up. This better make him happy. 

I quickly grabbed at his wrist and pulled him back down to the bed. Without another thought I leaned forward, descending my lips onto his. He wanted me to kiss him, then I'll do it. 

I better get major man credit for this too! 

At first it was incredibly awkward, mostly for me. I just sat there, not knowing what to do next. I should have warned him or something before doing this. I guess he was still in shock by my sudden action because he wasn't responding to the kiss. Until a few seconds later he started moving and when he did... 

Let's just say it was better then the first time he kissed me. And that's saying something.

After a few short moments something in my clicked and I realized I wasn't kissing him back. How does someone even forget to do something like that? Though, when the thought occurred to me I quickly started to move my lips with his. 

His lips felt so soft and perfect, I just wanted to reminisce in this moment forever. I really did wish this moment could last forever, maybe even longer. His lips weren't so rough, neither were they too soft. They were just right. They felt plump and... intoxicating.

Then I felt his tongue glide against my bottom lip, asking for entrance. 

What do I do? Oh my god, What do I do?! I was starting to panic. 

I didn't want this getting too heated. He was a teenage boy with raging hormones, and I wasn't ready for that type of thing just yet. The thing that was wrong with this situation was I didn't want to stop the kiss just yet. So, denying him the entrance he wanted was the only thing I could do without breaking the kiss.

Just because I denied him entrance didn't mean I wasn't going to keep kissing him with a force I didn't even know I had. I leaned more into his lips to put more pressure into the kiss. With a satisfied moan for him I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer to myself. 

Again, he asked for entrance and once again I denied him it. He groaned and pulled away from the kiss, causing me to groan also.