Far or Near?

Part Twelve

After we finished the the first floor, we went to the second. I gasped. It wasn't an art floor. It was a photography floor. "I thought you said this was another art floor?" I asked, looked around the place. There was vintage cameras, a real Polaroid, different digital cameras, and some different kinds of Instax. "Isn't art and photography the same?" She asked. I glanced at her chuckling and saw her blushing by her mistake. "I'm not sure, to be honest." I answered, looking around again. There was so many photographs of different scenes. Some were of course, the sunset and the sunrise, some were nature, some were just plain streets or buildings. Underneath each photo, the name of the photographer and what camera he or she used was written there. Then a door caught my eye. It says DEVAN KEY'S GALLERY. My eyes widens and my eyebrows furrowed. I looked at Emma, mentally asking for answers. She giggled and shrugged. I quickly opened the door. My eyes widens more. The room was probably 1/3 of the room i was just in. This room was more lit than the second and first floor. 

And just like what the door said, all my stuff were here. Like, literally. All my paintings  since i was little. The photos i have took were beside the camera i used in them. Even my old phone was there! I can't believe this. "How... how on earth?" I asked in disbelief. I looked behind me and saw Emma entering the room, smiling wide. "This what happens when your magician brother and your amazing best friend teams up." She smiled proudly. Collins was in this? "Wait but how? How on earth did you managed to make all of these come here without me noticing?" I asked again, looking at one of my art works. "Well, i called Collins about my plan. While you were eating your heart out, me and Collins took the chance to get all your art works that were downstairs. There were A LOT. Luckily you kept some of them by group so we didn't had that much of a struggle." She explained, playing with the glass corner of the case of my paint brushes. They got those too? "Then by the second you walked out the house, Collins and your dad took all the remaining art and photography stuff of yours." She continued. 

I smiled wide. "Oh, and while we're on the way here, they were fixing everything inside here." She added. We both stayed silent for a while, looking around 'my gallery'. "You missed something though." I said. "Huh? What is it?" She asked, her eye brows furrowed. "My painting of you." I said, blushing hard so i had to look away. I glanced at her to see her reaction and saw that she was looking down, blushing hard as well. She looked up at me and our eyes met. 

What the hell was i feeling? I was feeling weird. Are these the butterflies that people feel? Like those sparks? Suddenly we were closer than ever. Our faces were inches away and i could feel her breathing on me. 

Then i did something involuntarily. I closed my eyes and leaned in until i felt my lips on hers. What am i doing?! What ever it is i can't stop. I couldn't pull away and i'm surprised she didn't. After a few minutes later, we pulled away, blushing hard. "I-i'm sorry i didn't mean to i just-" She cut me off when i felt her lips on mine. I kissed back. I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer. She did the same to my neck and our kiss became more passionate. 

I never thought she'd be my first kiss.

Emma's POV
I kissed him. I never thought i'd ever do that. We both pulled each other closer, making our kiss more passionate. His warm lips felt good pressed against mine. It was those cliche stuff in stories and movies where our lips were like molded for each other and for each other only. But then there was a flash that caught me and Devan's attention. We quickly pulled away and looked at the direction where the flash came. It was Collins, holding an Instax Mini 8, a film printing out on the top. "Collins what the hell!" Me and Devan said in the same time. Collins cooed. I went to him and took the film. Devan peeked behind my shoulder as we wait for the film to develop.

 Once it did, it looked amazing. It was shot in the perfect angle and at the perfect time. Our arms were wrapped around each other, our kiss looked so genuine and passionate. I quickly took my emergency pen from my pocket and opened it. 

"What should be the caption?" i asked Devan. "The date today which is October 16," He said and i write it down. "And '1st kiss, DeMa'." He added. "DeMa? What the hell is DeMa?" i asked, looking at him, confused. "Devan and Emma!" He answered, smiling wide. "Dork." i said, giggling before i wrote it down. 

10/16/17 DeMa. First kiss. 

"So... what are we?" I asked him. It was clear in his expression that he didn't know. "MU? Like, still best friends but we like each other more than friends?" He explained. I nodded, smiling wide.

"We should have a special thing for us. As a sign of friendship slash relationship." He said, playing with my hair. "What about a Starbucks necklace?" I suggested. He furrowed his eyebrows. "Why that?" He asked. "Because that's how we met!" i exclaimed. "Ohh! Yeah that will work!" He replied, both of us smiling. 

Then we heard someone gag, making our heads snap to Collins' direction. He gagged again. "Gross couple." He said, making all of us laugh. 

"Stop being all cute and gross i'm hungry and so is dad." he said, walking out the room. Me and Devan chuckled and looked at each other. "Wait, what about my stuff?" He easked, motioning to the whole room. "It's staying here. For the whole world to see." I smiled proudly. His jaw dropped. "So does that mean i'm going to be famous?!" He asked, smiling widely. "You dumb ass you're already famous. You're like, part time Youtuber!" I said, laughing. "Oh yeah!!!" He said, laughing with me. 

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I'm shooked at my fast writting and typing skills dude.