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♕ | Chapter Twenty-Seven

chapter twenty-seven: clue

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THERE'S an unrecognizable vibe flowing through the night air, making my chest feel light and my eyes sparkle. Maybe it's the fact that it's a full moon, or maybe it's just the fact that I just freaking kissed Elizabeth Cooper.

Scratch that actually- she kissed me.

That's right: she leaned in first, made the choice. All while walking back to my dad's I keep replaying the conversation in my head, keep picturing her face as she leaned close to me. I purse my lips and imagine how it felt to kiss her, as it was only less than twenty minutes ago her lips were on mine. Everything inside me exploded in a million pieces like confetti, a part of me igniting into life.

I have been waiting for this night for as long as I can remember. Strangely enough, it all happened just how I imagined. I always wanted us to kiss under the stars, underneath the cool moon and the crisp breeze. I always wanted it to be real, and the fact that she kissed me first proves that I'm not the only one that feels something between us. I have felt this feeling for so long, passed off so many moments where I could have kissed her. Don't get me wrong, I didn't just hang around her for the sake of kissing her; I enjoy her company all the same. Frankly I've been too scared, too nervous that if I acted upon my feelings I'd mess everything up.

She has a lot to worry about between Jason's murder and her sister Polly. Her parents are already a handful and she's done so much for me like giving me a place to sleep. I didn't want to become a burden, cause her more stress. I didn't want her to become Archie.

It would tear her apart if she was the one who didn't feel anything back, as Archie didn't feel anything back for her. Then she would be the one to love someone that didn't love her back, and, be loved by someone but didn't love them back. That's just some kind of sick karma.

I didn't want her to feel like she had to love me in any romantic way just for the sake of protecting my feelings. I like our friendship, and would rather keep her as a friend than loose her completely. The fact that SHE KISSED ME is just the cherry on top.

The gasoline had been laid on us a long time ago, the second we became friends and set the foundation. She just happened to throw in the match the second her lips brushed against mine.

I asked her an honest question, wondering if she had any regrets. Strangely enough she did, and one of them happened to be about me. She kissed me because she didn't want to have any regrets if she died tomorrow. That means... if she didn't kiss me, she would have regretted it. Which means.... she wanted to kiss me.

Just the thought makes my stomach turn in a marvellous way and I find myself almost skipping home. I don't even bother worrying about what this kiss means for us, as frankly I'm not too concerned. I've been hiding my feelings towards her for a long time to protect myself from getting hurt, but now that my feelings for her have been reciprocated, I couldn't feel any better. This could perhaps be the best day of my whole damn life.