small world [g.f]

6. love at first touch

Roger.
"Shit," I mutter underneath my breath as i drop my liquid eyeliner from my pocket. I bend down to retrieve it, when i feel a warmth press up against my behind. "He-" I was cut off and twisted my body to become face to face with Guy. His hair was perfectly spiked and he had a mischievous grin plastered across his face. "Hello," he barely whispered to me, our faces becoming closer. "Guy! I'm one of your biggest f-" I was cut off yet again, but this time with his juicy, greased smothered lips coming in contact with mine. He pushes me agaist the metal countertop in the kitchen of my parents' diner and our lips seperate so we can catch our breaths. "I've been waiting so long to have you- I haven't been able to focus on anything since I first laid eyes on you." He mutters, gasping between each word, then latches his lips back onto mine. Just as Guy begins to pull at the hem of my shirt, we hear my mom call from outside the kitchen, "Rogerrrrrrr!" "Where are you?" Guy and I quickly straighten ourselves out before my mother enters. "You guys okay back here?" she asks, staring at our swollen red lips and disheveled hair. "Oh, yeah mom, we're fine. I was just introducing myself to Guy." Both of us stare, waiting to see if she would believe our excuses. "Okay, well, don't take too long, Guy your crew is looking for you." and with that, she exits the kitchen. Guy rips a napkin and writes down a string of numbers and hands it to me, "Here's my number, call me. Oh, and please don't leak it."
Before he leaves we stare into eachothers bright orbs, and remain silent. I try to think of a cool finishing line, but I just blurt out, "Will do."
and Guy leaves the kitchen, with a sly smirk tugging at his juicy lips.