Can't Afford To Lose Another Second With You (Scömìche)

Second First Kiss

I couldn't wait for Scott to stop the car in front of my house because that would mean we could go on with the date. Suddenly, I wasn't as relaxed anymore, I was getting seriously anxious. I hadn't worried too much whether Scott would like the idea that I had in mind but it was something we hadn't really done before and suddenly, I wasn't so sure of myself. But Scott caught me completely off-guard when he turned to me before we got to the front door, raising his hand to cup my cheek. His baby blue eyes were full of love and affection, and I felt like I was drowning in them, suddenly forgetting about everything, nothing mattered anymore except for him.

"Thank you," he whispered, his lips so close to mine that I could feel his breath. "For the date. It was perfect. And this-" He leaned in even closer, whispering, "this is something I've always seen in movies, and it's cheesy, I know, but I thought..."

It felt like our first kiss. My mind was swirling, I felt like drowning in those lips, his touch sending shivers down my spine and through my whole body. It was a slow kiss, full of love, romantic. I allowed myself to get lost in it, shutting off my brain and just following my instincts. I kissed him back, tilting my head more to the left to give him better access to my lips without us awkwardly brushing our noses together every few seconds.

It was mesmerizing, I felt like I was floating off the ground, my boyfriend's soft lips being the anchor to the world. This was really happening. It felt like a dream, an insanely beautiful one, but it was real, and it was actually happening.

His right hand was still cupping my cheek, his thumb caressing my face and his other hand was lying on my waist chastely, to keep me close to him.

When we pulled away from the kiss after what felt like an eternity, the twinkle in his eyes had only gotten stronger. I smiled sheepishly, my cheeks blushing but there was a high chance he couldn't see with just a lantern illuminating us in a soft light. But as fast as my euphoria had come, it was gone again, replaced by the all so familiar anxious feeling making my stomach clench the second I thought of what I had planned and that maybe Scott wouldn't like it.

He intertwined our fingers, reciprocating my smile and giggling silently. I was positive he was blushing like crazy, but I couldn't see it in the dark. I softly pulled at his hand, leading him to my house, my heartrate increasing immediately.

Raising my hand to his chest I stopped him before we could enter the front door.

He looked at me with raised eyebrows, a questioning expression on his face.

"Baby, I- I told you I had something planned..." I began, not sure how to word my phrase, anxiety trying to ruin my night once again.

"Yeah?" His voice was full of worry and something I couldn't quite pinpoint.

"I- I don't-" I sighed in desperation. How was it possible to ruin the mood in so little time? But yeah, anxiety's a bitch. "I don't want you to do anything you're not comfortable with, okay?"

Scott frowned, but then huffed out a laugh. "Mitch, you're scaring me. What is it that you've planned? You said you thought I liked it."

I bit my lip, trying to shift my gaze to anything but Scott's eyes.

"Yeah..." I said. "I hope you will."

Suddenly, Scott's expression softened and he smiled comfortingly. "I'm sure I'll love it, sweetheart. Don't worry."

"Okay," I began, still insecurely biting down on my lower lip. "But don't laugh at me, okay? I really... went out with all of this."

Scott's frown appeared on his face again, but he looked confused this time. "I would never laugh at you, baby. And can we please get in because you're keeping me on the rack!"

I chuckled at his impatience but complied and opened the door, gesturing for him to get inside. It was going to be alright.

"So." The blonde ran his fingers through his hair, eyes roaming around the entrance hall as if he was looking for something.

"Do you want something to drink?" I offered, but Scott just shook his head quickly. I could see him tense afterwards, but I wasn't as good as him at reading people to know what he was thinking.

A/N: This is a short filler because there'll be a change of POV in the next chapter, it's going to be long again, and it's basically date part 2!!