Angel's pov
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We both leaned in, and soon enough our lips were attached to each others. It last for a while, I mean I couldn't bring myself to pull away, literally. I was frozen solid. Eventually I needed air, and I did pull away. When I opened my eyes I saw Grayson blushing. He looked away, and down at his phone. I knew I was blushing, my face felt hot. I don't know what just happened, but something happened. Sometimes sentimental. Something real.
My phone buzzing on the table disturbed my thought process that was working a million miles a minute. I removed myself from the seat next to Grayson and grabbed my phone, rushing towards the bathroom.
"Hello?" I answered my phone.
"When are you guys coming back? I'm bored." Ethan whined. I sighed.
"Oh— I. Uhh, I don't know. We got- um? Caught up. Yeah, we got caught up." I tried to calm my nerves. I have never in my life felt like this after kissing someone for the first time.
"Do not tell me you made my brother fuck in his car, Angel. Why are you panting?" He now sounded annoyed.
"No- oh my God, no. Nothing like that happened. We'll be back s-soon." I stuttered and I hung up. I looked in the mirror and sighed. I ran my pointer finger over my bottom lip, which was noticeably plumper than usual, a definite sign that you've made out with someone.
I walked out of the bathroom and saw Grayson at the register, paying the bill. I sighed softly and stood off to the side as he ran his card and typed in his pin number. I watched in awe, for some reason that kiss has affected me a lot in the past few minutes.
He turned around and he looked so worried. He pulled out his phone and handed it to me. I noticed first hand that the written words were in a paragraph.
"I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have done that. That was wrong, because we're just friends. I don't know what prompted me to do that, maybe it was because you're so beautiful— or maybe because you had defended me and that made me realize that you were even more beautiful. I don't know, Angel. I'm sorry for kissing you. I completely understand if you never talk to me again. I mean, I hope that doesn't happen, but I would understand if thats what did end up happening. I just don't know what came over me." I looked at him and threw my arms around him. I felt so secure in his touch, even if this was my first time in his touch. He made me feel safe.
"I will never stop being your friend, Grayson. I don't care if we kiss once, or a hundred times. You're my friend, and I'm going to continue to be your friend." I mumbled into his shirt. His arms tightened as he was hugging me back. I smiled, he made me feel so safe so easily. I pulled away from his chest and looked at him. He looked down at me, and into my eyes.
He leant down, our lips connecting again. This time, though, he hoisted me onto the hood of his car and stood between my legs. The kiss went on for what seems like forever, but in reality is was only a minute or two. I could taste his peppermint chapstick, lingering on my lips. He was blushing again when we pulled away. I smiled and looked at how close our bodies were. He was so attractive at this angle, and an excellent kisser. He definitely was a dominant, and I could understand that from just a single kiss.
"Nice chapstick." I winked, resting my hands on the back of his neck, playing with the ends of his hair. He smiled and licked his lips. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling us even closer. His hands rested on my lower back, I kind of liked this feeling, but I have to admit thats it's weird not being able to talk to him while we were sitting like this.
