Finding The Truth Is Hard

Finding The Truth Is Hard(8)

Kristy's P.O.V.

"OhmylordNick! You just gave me half a freaking heart attack!"

He laughed, "So ya wanna dance?"

"As soon as I restart my heart."

He chuckled, "Is that a yes?"

"I needa learn to breathe again first."

"Ima take that as a yes then."

This I was okay with. I could actually dance.

"Okay, we're good." I nodded.

"Aright. Lets dance."

As soon as he said lets dance a slow song came on.

I looked up at him and bit my lip, "Is a slow song okay?"

"It's perfect."

Ohwow. Maybe mom was right.

No. don't think that way, because if she was wrong it will hurt more.

But I had to know.

Half way through the song I decided I had to ask him.

"Hey Nick?"

"Yeah?" he looked down at me.

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Sure."

"Do you-um, well, do you like me?"

He paused for a second, and I got the feeling that he didn't know which like I meant. "Of course I like you."

"No, I mean like like me."

Ohisoshouldn'thavesaidthat.Ishouldn'thaveasked.Ishouldnt'haveasked.Ishouldn'thaveasked.

"Yeah, I do." he said softly.

See! I shouldn't have-Wait! What?!?

"Really?"

"Yeah, I always have. Well, since I met you anyways."

"Good."

Oops.

That wasn't supposed to be out loud either.

"Good?" he questioned, looking down at me with a smile.

"Yeah. Good." I looked at his shoulder.

We stopped dancing.

"Why's it good?"

"No reason."

He gently lifted my chin up to loook at him, "I think there's a reason."

"Okay. There is."

"Tell me."

"I maybe like you too."

"Maybe?"

"Maybe."

Then he did something I never expected.

He leaned down and kissed me.

It was the softest of kisses, but it sent butterflies right straight down to my stomach.

"Defiantly."

Damn! Why do I keep doing that?!

It wasn't supposed to be out loud!

He chuckled and we started dancing again.

I don't know how long we danced for, but I was having fun, and I had a lot to think about.

That was my first kiss.

I don't count the others because they were just dares.

That was my first real kiss.

And I liked this boy.

I actually liked him. For real.

And I-maybe-wanted to be able to say that I was his girlfriend.

How crazy is that?!

This is me that we are talking about here!

Eventually I started to get tired and Nick must have noticed because he steered us away from the crowd of dancers and over to the couch.

"Umm, Kristy, I know that this is going to sound bad, cause I really don't know how to word it so I'm just gonna say it." he gulped. "Will you be my girlfriend?"

Okaaay, so.

I feel really bad about about not updating in so long,

So ima update again tomorrow.

I promise :)

--Oh and what do you think shes gonna say??