Alice's P.O.V:
Two:
How is it, that, I'm making out with a guy I barely know!
I'll admit he's hot but....oh come on Alice! Get your shit together!
What the hell is wrong with me?
Fangirling over someone I just met? This is insane.
I could break the kiss.....but I am enjoying myself, and I don't want it to end.
I let us break apart naturally, us taking gulps of air.
"Wow." He breathes out, his hot breath fanning my face.
I look him over once again, and feel him doing the same thing.
"Sexy." We both say at the same time.
I chuckle at the coincidence.
Then it hits me. I just kissed a guy I barely know.
"What were you thinking!" I shout pushing him away from me.
"What were you thinking?" He says calmly.
He's right. I kissed him back. Whatever he was thinking, I was thinking the same thing.
So no matter how much I may be mad at him, it's my fault too.
Which hurts to say. I hate taking or sharing the blame.
There is only one possibly reason I could have done that.
My dumbass brain must find him attractive.
Which I'm not saying is a lie.
Its not even close to a lie.
Even though I won't tell him or admit it, I know he is fairly sexy.
But I could never tell him that.
Or at least not ever again.
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Mr. and Ms. Sexy
Teen FictionWhat happens when two people meet? Two normal people? Nice try. Two respected, badass people. Will it be love? Or will someone-or something- get in the way? Will it be hate? Or will they get over that?