Hello, Mr. Impossible

Chapter 4

Okay, I didn't exactly, 'pass out', but I think I went faint. Make out with them?! How was I supposed to admit I never exactly kissed a guy before?

"Zayn, can't we compromise?" I ask, trying my hardest to keep my voice steady.

 He grumbles hesitantly. I chomp down on the inside of my cheek.

"Fine, you have to kiss just Liam! Now smooche smooche!" says Zayn; wavering us together.

Louis hurries and turns the lights on.

Oh god. This can't possibly be happening! I guess it would make one hell of story saying I sort of had my first kiss with a british pop star?

I licked my lips nervously as Liam awkwardly scouted over torwards me. Shoot! Am I supposed to lick my lips? Or will that be weird? Oh crap, I had Nandos; what if my breath smells? Oh god. He'll tell all the guys about how nasty I taste and-

Soft but firm lips hit my lips gently. I hadn't even realized he had been right there in front of me because of my stupid babbling going on in my stupid little head.

Oh no, I'm not responding. Oh gee! What do I do? His tongue traces across my bottom lip asking for enterance. I open my mouth and his tongue slips in, exploring my mouth.

I.. it just seemed to come naturally. Slowly we kiss, and I dont know what the heck i'm thinking about; my mind is wandering in all directions. Yet the kiss feels so effortless.. and.. am I feeling sparks? Shit, Ella! Pretend it's a dare... wait, it is a dare..

Liam starts to get more into it; shoving his tongue slightly harder. Without thinking i'm doing the same. Soon i'm hearing wolf whistles which I can obviously tell are from Louis, and clapping from probably Harry and Zayn. But where is Niall? Why can't I hear him?

I realize my eyes were shut. I open them to see Niall looking around irritated. Why did he look like that? I pulled back to take in air. Liam looks stressed; clamping and unclamping his hands together.

"Sorry." I mouth to him, but he just shrugs and smiles weakly.

I hope I didn't just ruin a perfectly good start of a friendship? What if I made things so awkward that he doesn't . . . want to be friends any longer? For some reason I just couldn't stand that. They were all such amazing guys..

"My turn!" Harry says, shoving Liam out of the way and taking my face in his hands.

"That was so hot, I swear I was getting more turned on by the second!" Harry exclaims.

"Er, Zayn says we don't have to. And Harry, for us to make out I actually have to agree in doing so." I say laughing.

He flips his hair and his lucid green eyes stare deeply into mine.

"Would you like to make out now?" he says with a toothy grin; dang, that boy has some shiny white teeth!

"I think i'll pass!" I say, scouching back up against the couch into Niall's arms.

Harry's eye twitches. "Liam, what have you done to the girl? Did you put her under your spell? I better step up my game!" Harry laughs.

Liam looks distracted though. His eyes are darting around the room anxiously. What was with him?

"Uh, Liam to earth?" says Zayn; waving a hand infront of his expressionless face.

"Oh, yeah, what?" Liam says; probably not hearing a word that Harry said.

"I said I better- gah! Nevermind!" Harry says; muttering about how Liam always has to space out.

"How about we just ask Ella a bunch of random questions?" Louis suggests; who is.. picking at his toenails? Don't want to know why..