When In Paris

Chapter 6

CRYSTAL

It takes me awhile to realise what's happening and register that Justin is kissing me.

Wrapping my arms around his neck I kiss him back. I forgot how good of a kisser he is as we kiss, and I can't help but wander back to our first kiss and I can't help but giggle at how different that kiss was to now.

This kiss is completely different to our first ever kiss – our first kiss was slower and gentler. This kiss is anything from that its rough and passionate as Justin gently pushes me against the wall and picks up one of my legs and wraps it against his waist.

I know I shouldn't be kissing Justin but there's has always been something about him that makes me not think straight and not to mention we have history. So, no matter how hard I tried to forget him these past years  I found myself thinking about him and we always seem to find our ways back to each other.

Just like in this moment as we kiss. My lips has been dying to be kissed again by him and I'm sure his have too. And as much as I'm angry at him I can't deny that I don't enjoy kissing Justin after so long.

It's been too long since our first kiss when I was last kissed.

My lips are yearning for this.

Yeah I know crazy how our first kiss was the last time I was kissed. But I was never a girl that went around kissing random guys, maybe it was the inner hopeless romantic in me that carved for that special first kiss in movies and books. But I never took interest in hooking up unlike all the other girls in school and even though people told me true love was fake and didn't exist in real life and I would end up alone if I had expectations that high with love, I didn't stop losing hope and knew some form of that love I read in books and saw in movies was out there I just had to be patient and it would come to me at the right time.

And it sure did at that night of that party that Kayla and her friends dragged me too. Sure, it was first a strong friendship but as time passed and we spent more time together I could feel myself falling in love with him and of course, it didn't last long and maybe I should've listened to all those girls. But I just didn't see the need for these meaningless hookups and it certainly wasn't my style. And I was ok with that even after I was heartbroken and as much I was in pain I didn't and still don't regret the time me and Justin shared together despite the way it ended and always cherished that special time.

And it wasn't like I was waiting or saving myself for him to come back but with how heartbroken I was, putting myself out there again never crossed my mind and I would always hate when Rachel would try to set me up with someone when I clearly was never ready to just move on and forget about Justin. No matter how angry I was I just never could move on from him and I always knew it was because I never got that closure he just left. So, I just focused on what was more important to me - my family and beauty school.

Speaking of her, Rachel would be so mad if she learnt that I'm kissing Justin but as much as I know this is a bad idea my lips can't seem to leave Justin's. Not that I mind at all.

If this is the last time I will see Justin may as well get a good goodbye kiss out of it to remember. As much as I'm loving the slowed down pace now this is definitely not my first kiss and I know Justin is holding back for me, but I don't want that.

"You can be a bit rougher. This isn't my first kiss you know." I say against his lips.

"Are you sure? He asks, "I just don't want to hurt you."

"And I'm definitely not 16 years old." I giggle reminding me. "I'm a grown women so kiss me and show me how much you missed kissing my lips." I demand.