The Last Lyric•Tupac•

Chapter 9-Chemist On Campus

Brisk, cold wind blew at my skin and past my ears as I walked towards the big green double doors. I let my gloved hand that was still shaking with excitement and nervousness pull open the door for me and I heard that same engine pull off into the distance. The giant door closed with a loud creak and I let my back lean against it, finally letting my shoulders slump with a deep breath. My lips were still on fire and the butterflies hadn't stopped swarming around in my stomach; they probably won't until I go to sleep. I wrapped my arms around myself, noting that I probably looked like a complete idiot standing here with a huge smile on my face and dazed over eyes. I couldn't help it though, the sensations of my emotions were just that high.

"I wish I was." Pac's words echoed in my head, and what I did next would be stained in my head for the next few weeks like a bad spill.

"Pac.." My voice came out in a soft wine, almost pleadingly, and he turned to fully look at me.

I unbuckled my seatbelt once his perfect lips came to a halt, a burning desperate desire on my tongue to say things that I didn't quite know how to say. I let my mouth hang open with lack of thought for a moment, but then I was leaning over my seat and into his space. And I just kept pushing myself closer and closer until our foreheads touched. His warm nose touched mine and his soft lips were only centimeters away. I didn't know if it was the weed or just hearing him admit how he really felt but I was on the verge of begging for it. A touch, a grab, a kiss, something. I just needed him.

"Please." I whispered, even though I wasn't sure what I was asking for. He let his hand reach up and grab my chin, bringing my lips to his. He sighed deeply once we finally connected like he had been waiting for this as long as I have and that made me want him even more.

I let myself fall into him as he led the kiss and I followed. His plump lips moved against mine slowly and seductively, making a smacking sound that made my face go beet red. He kissed me long and softly and slid his tongue in here and there so it was easier for me to keep up. Once we separated I hesitated to open my eyes, scared of what I'd find. Things always get complicated with Pac after the fact, but being with him is easy. My eyes flutter open quickly to see Pac's face and I'm surprised when I see him already looking at me with a stone face. His mouth was twisted like he wanted to say something and his eyebrows were furrowed in confusion and I didn't know what that meant but at least it was better than anger.

"You shouldn't have did that." He said. I knew he was still going to find a way to blame for all this even though he was the one that kissed me. I sighed and relaxed into his carpet covered car seat. I didn't know what he meant, what this meant, if it even meant anything. Actions speak a lot louder than words and if we're going off Pac's actions then the odds of this being anything more than just a weird night for him aren't high. I knew that I was gonna have to get out soon because I don't want Charlie to start to worry, but it's like my body was being weighed down with the uncomfortable sensation of needing to know. I was tired of playing whatever stupid cat and mouse game this is with Pac. I needed to know how he feels, I need to know what he wants.

Suddenly I felt his warm fingers tracing up the side of my neck, making my pulse jump with excitement. I looked at him with big, waiting eyes, looking like a puppy waiting to be fed I'm sure. His fingers continued to travel across my jaw until he was eventually able to wrap them around it, holding my face in his hand.

"You shouldn't have did that." He said in a husky whisper. But then he's bringing me back in for another kiss with a urgency, making sure to capture my entire bottom lip between his both of his. He kissed me with hunger and..frustration, both hands grabbing at my face sternly like I was going to blow away with the winter air. I moaned softly in his mouth and let my hands travel up to hold his wrist. It felt like my insides we're gonna explode from the shrill buzzing of my heart and the air being taken out my lungs. Not to mention the pool of warmness circling in the pit of my stomach, begging to be noticed. My mind wanted peace with Pac, and now that I feel like I've gotten it my body wanted peace, too.