you're not alone [k.q]

*chapter 18*

   I don't know why, but I blushed at the thought of Oliver knowing my first kiss.  I was fourteen, so its a bit embarrassing for me to have had my first kiss at such a mature age. My mother told me it was for the best, but Robin had her first kiss at eleven.

   What's so good about a kiss, anyway? It is just a person putting their lips on yours, and half the time, there is no emotion in it whatsoever. It becomes such a normal gesture, but now, I realize how much I long to be kissed.

   It is really amazing how one question can detour my train of thought.

   "Avoiding the question, I see," Oliver asks awkwardly.

   My green eyes meet his and I give him a weak smile. "Kellin," I say quietly. I don't even know why, but I'm so embarrassed. My face feels hot and my appetite is gone. Maybe I'm not embarrassed.

   You miss Kellin, my mind tells me.

   Oliver gives me a cute smile. All of his smiles are just adorable.

   This smile in particular gives me more butterflies than before. His eyes squint and I honestly thought he would be a bit... annoyed. Considering that he hates Kellin, of course.

   "How cute," he says honestly. What?

   "What do you mean, 'cute'?" I demand.

   "No, its just cute because you were with him for a while, and he is the only boy you've ever kissed," he says honestly. I blush for some unknown reason and take the last bite of my pancakes.

   The lady with bright red lipstick comes back and drops the bill onto the table. Oliver grabs it before I can.

   "I'm paying," he concludes. I try to object but Oliver shakes his head.

   "I am the man, I shall pay," he says. "Scout's honor."

   I give him a strange look as we walk to the cashier. "That is an American thing," I tease.

   "Duh," he says strangely, earning a giggle from me.

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  "You are something else, Anna McAlfresh," Oliver says while driving me to my house.

  "And you are amazing, Oliver Sykes," I say involuntarily. Oops.

  Oliver tilts his head back in laughter. I glare at him, and mentally glare at my conscious for letting those words come from my mouth. As Oliver drives along the road, I feel a vibration coming from my butt.

   Phone, I acknowledge. I'm surprised it is still alive. It hasn't been charged since yesterday afternoon.

   "Hello," I say. It was Robin.

   "Hey, Anna," Robin says cheerfully.

   "How are you doin', bud. I haven't talked to you for a bit," I say. I really want to know how she is doing. I feel guilty for not saying anything to her before.

   "Fine. I miss him like crazy, Anna," she says. I heard her voice crack, so I decide to leave the subject of Mitch alone.

   "So what did you need, Rob?" I ask, changing the subject. I really don't want to cry, not in front of Oliver, and I don't want Robin to cry.

  She sniffles and replies, "I was wondering if we could go to the mall sometime? This week maybe?" she asks casually. Robin hates the mall...

   "Yeah, but I thought you hated the mall."

   I hear a faint laugh. "I do, but I just really want to spend time with you. Just because the mall sucks doesn't mean that Books-A-Million and that frozen yogurt place sucks too," she says.

   "Alright, we can go to the mall," I say, while agreeing with her.

   She laughed and replied, "Thanks."

   "Who was that?" Oliver asked.

   "Nosy, nosy, Oliver. Robin," I say while laughing.

   "Going to the mall?" he asks, being even more nosey.

   "Maybe," I say as he pulls to a halt.

   He gives another genuine smile, and out of nowhere, I kiss him on the cheek before exiting his car.

QOTD: WHEN DID YOU GUYS HAVE YOUR FIRST KISS?