What's a bad boy?

Chapter 37//My happiness starts with...

Chapter 37: My happiness starts with...

My heart seems to speed up to a million miles an hour as soon as he says that one word, finally asking, begging even to hear how I feel. To be honest I'm not even sure. But, beneath all the uncertainty I have in my life I can tell that the one thing I feel confident in is my feelings for him. No better way to go right?

My mouth suddenly goes dry as I anticipate having to find the words to spell out the contents of my heart.

The pause I take to gather myself before throwing everything on the line feels like a century spent in isolation, until that moment when I look up into his eyes. Then every single thought I ever had about being alone is tossed from my head savagely.

"Hunter, I like you" I spill out all at once, proceeding to blabber my heart out, "and not in the whole I like you as a friend thing but the other type of thing. I don't even know how to say it, how sad is that. Well, whatever the case I just want you to know that I'm not sure what it feels like to be in love, so what I'm afraid of most is putting all I have out there for someone who might not entirely like me back. I did that with Ethan. In the end, I just had to come to terms with the fact that I was basically just trying to make you jealous the entire time. I know that that makes me a massive hypocrite for being mad at Ethan for kissing Caitlin even though I was using him to get back at you but... I don't really care. Just know that, I like Ethan as a friend and that what we had is nothing compared to what I feel for you."

For the first time in the last few minutes, I actually look up to meet his gaze. I guess I had been so afraid to hear his reaction before that I just decided to keep blabbering until I ran out of breath, which is eventually what happened.

However, when I look up into his dazzling blue eyes I see that all of his past anger is gone and has now been replaced by a level of pure astonishment. Those eyes of his have never been more beautiful than they are in this moment. Then I find myself drawn to his lips and his hair and his jaw until I'm actually sinking into my shoes. I just confessed my crush to this gorgeous boy who claims to like me back. Yet, that's always the thing about a high school relationship isn't it? Even though things seem set in stone at the time there will always be something that draws you apart.

"So," Hunter says deeply, taking a step towards me, "you like me......I like you........What now?"

The question almost seems to hang in the air, like an unknown stench filled with chaos and mystery.

"I'm not sure. What do people normally do in this kind of situation?" I struggle to keep from fidgeting with my hands.

"Well" he smirks, taking another step closer, "some people go the long way by going on a few dates until they feel ready, but personally I think we're way past that."

"Really?"

"Really," he grins.

"Then what happens after that?" I ask nervously, struggling to hold his gaze without blushing.

He waits a few seconds to answer before reaching out to hold my hands, running his thumb over my knuckles. The touch sends a shiver down my spin, normal breathing almost completely out of the question.

"This."

Before I know it his gaze has drifted down to my lips before capturing them with his own. At first, I remain still, completely shocked by how close he was. But soon enough I am brought back to reality, kissing him back to the best of my ability. A sigh of joy escapes me, followed by him grinning cheekily against my lips. He takes this as a sign to keep going, by moving his hands to my waist, stroking gently up my side. The tickling sensation sends giggles flooding through my mouth.