Chapter 14: Kinda My First Kiss

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Mike's back slammed to the wall and he let out a "Hmph!" noise as I pressed my lips against his. The solo cup he was holding a few seconds ago slid out of his grip and landed onto the carpet with a loud slosh. I was too fast completely taking him off guard, that he didn't even have time to hold me back or asses the situation. Instead he just stood there frozen, his eyes wide open and a shocked look on his face. The music faded into the background as I clenched my hands around his collar and continued to press my lips against his. His lips felt soft; too soft almost like a pillow, a sweet pillow. And the scent of his warm soap made me feel secure. But my kiss was one whole powerful smack, it seemed like something forced, and I knew Mike was going to hate it. I knew I wasn't ready to make out with Mike yet, I couldn't. This was all too embarrassing in itself, and the only guy I've ever kissed was back in junior year, on Valentine's day. The day I found out Mike had gotten into a relationship. So my kissing experience? Zero.

I squeeze my eyes shut, heat rushing up all the way to my cheeks. Mike hated this! I knew he hated this! He was frozen, just like a statue, not moving at all. But just as I was thinking about this , the unexpected happened. Mike's whole body suddenly loosened up, and as if the shock wave had passed over him, he leaned into me pulling me closer to him against the wall. I tripped into him with a "Mmmhm?!" snapping my eyes open as if I couldn't believe what was happening.

But it was real. Mike had his eyes closed this time, and his lips were now moving along with mine. I could see his long eyelashes and cute nose and I could taste some of the vodka he had been drinking. He wrapped his arms around my waist right above my skirt and squeezed my love handles sending thrills through my whole body. I was feeling warm and fluffy and happy as I kissed him back.This was the moment I had always been dreaming off, and it felt so right.

Clap Clap Clap

Springing apart like twin sides of two magnets, Mike and I turn around only to find Gabriel and Trish in front of us. Gabriel had an amused grin plastered onto his face and clapped his hands as if he had just witnessed a very interesting show, while Trish looked dead surprised - gawking.

"I knew you two had something going on'" Gabriel lifted his lips into a smirk.

My cheeks immediately flushed red, and I couldn't bring myself to look at Mike as I finally absorbed what had just happened.

"Um I have I have to go it's already past midnight", I stutter in between the awkward atmosphere.

"Hey but you didn't tell us what happened!" Trish shouted, finally finding her voice.

But I had already spun around on my heels and was skidding down the stairs.

"Wait Zoe!" I heard Mike yell back followed by Trish shouting out my name. But I didn't turn around. I kept recalling how I had pushed him onto the wall and kissed him like a little girl! Akh! what did I do?! How could I do this!

I slapped my head repetitively as I squeezed myself through the dancing bodies. Grabbing my sweater off of the hanger and stepping out of the crowded house into the empty street and fresh air, bad luck befell me once again. Olivia and one of the Janson twins along with some drunk guys in the back seat pulled over in her Mercedes next to me. Great just what I needed.

"Aww look who's leaving so early" Olivia whined from her front seat.

The guys in the back snickered eyeing me up head to toe.

"Damon not here to save you from stripping?", she meowed.

With this they all burst into laughter.

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Mike had called five times by the time I got to the dormitory, but I wasn't ready to face what he had to say. I'm sorry I kissed you back I was drunk? or I see you as a friend and I don't want to lose that? So I ended up ignoring his calls. Instead I grabbed my purse, slumped my heels over my back and tiptoed through the dormitory entrance. Everyone was asleep and the lights were all off so I had to use my phones flashlight to walk through the hallway.

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