Breakaway | d.h

Chaper Six

"What do you mean?"

"I mean come help me,"

"I'll be there soon, just hold on."

"Too late,"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned-" I apologized before being cut off by his lips pressing against mine gently.

It was like being kissed by an angel; so soft and innocent. I felt butterflies form in my stomach as our lips danced in the dimming sunlight. Lance's rough hurtful kisses were the only love I had known until this day.

I felt his hand meet with my cheek softly, pulling me closer to him then I had ever been. Stunned and a little bit embarrassed, Dan pulled away slowly and hid his blushing face.

"Daniel," I gasped and covered my smiling face.

He shook his head and moved his hands back down to his side, "Sorry, I- I dont know what I-"

I decided to return the favour, and cut him off. Pressing my chapped lips to his smooth inviting ones. His eyes widened in shock and I chuckled slightly, putting my hand on his, letting him know that it was okay.

"What was that for?" I asked him curiously.

He bit his smiling lip, "I wanted to show you what a real kiss was like,"

I smiled widely and looked up at the now visible stars, "Thank you,"

"Why did you do it?" he replied.

"I wanted to return the favour," I said and watched his chocolate hair blow in the breeze.

He chuckled nervously and looked up at the stars peaking through the deep purple clouds, "I should have told you sooner."

"Should have told me?" I asked, a little confused as to what he meant.

"I should have told you that I loved you, back when I had the chance. It's too late now." He frowned.

I allowed the silence to swallow me up for a moment. He had liked me all this time, before I got myself into this damn mess.

I shook my head, "It's never too late."