Recap from last chapter:
We both leaned even closer to each other; I could smell Anthony’s breakfast on his breath, we were so close, almost touching! I slowly started to close my eyes, my heart beating faster than I had ever felt it beat before. When my eyes were half way closed, his hand appeared on my cheek pulling me closer, and then, POP!
We both jumped at the sound, but I nearly screamed. I was completely out of breath from being terrified and embarrassed. We were so close, but then the random popsound came out of nowhere. We both looked around for the source of the noise. My heart was basically running the fastest marathon ever, well if it had legs it would be running that marathon; we almost kissed and I got the crap scared out of me, figuratively speaking at least.
I went to the kitchen in search of the noise, and saw a lot of grease bubbles in the bacon pan. Oh. Anthony had walked with me to the kitchen to find the source of the noise, so he was right behind me.
When I turned around, I looked up at his entrancing gaze, smiled nervously, and blushed. He returned the smile and lead me back to the dining room table and his breakfast. We sat in silence as he finished his breakfast. I tried not to look at him because I knew that if I did look at him, I would end up staring at his lips. I didn’t want him to know that it was all I could think about. I could feel his gaze turn upon me for a few seconds, each time this would happen, it made me tense up slightly, but not enough for Anthony to notice.
Finally, after concentrating hard on not looking at him, I did. He had just eaten the last bite, and I was thankful, I wouldn’t, and couldn’t, have lasted much longer. I had no idea what we were going to do that day. All I knew was that I wanted to spend the rest of the day with him. “So what are you going to do now?” I asked.
“Well, I was going to put this plate and cup in the sink, then ask you what you wanted us to do today.” I smiled as he said “us” and he quickly returned it.
I thought for a minute as he put the dirty dishes away. After he was back in hearing distance I asked him, “Can we just stay here and watch a movie or something?” Most of the day had already gone by anyway, so why not?
He feigned using all of his brain power to contemplate, yes or no.
“Yeah, I think we can. What do you want to watch?”
“Anything that isn’t a horror movie.” I honestly didn’t care what it was as long as it wasn’t scary. I smiled sweetly at him, hoping he wouldn’t pick out a scary movie just to torture me.
“Okay, I’ll pick something out.” Then he winked.
Oh, no. Now he definitely is going to make us watch a scary movie. Well, I love you, too, Anthony. I thought sarcastically.
I sat on his small couch as I waited for him to pick out a movie. When he returned he made sure that I wasn’t able to see the title of the movie on the DVD case. I did not doubt for a second that he had a horror movie in his hand. I internally groaned, preparing to get the crap scared out of me sometime in the next hour.
He fast forwarded through the title of the movie so fast that I couldn’t read it, thanks, Anthony, I wantto at least know what is going to scare the pee out of me. I sighed and tried to find a comfortable way to sit. When I finally did, Anthony sat beside me and picked me up slightly, forcing me to lean against him once he put me down again. I shifted slightly so I could put my head on his chest properly. He was indeed a very nice pillow.
Within the first thirty minutes of the movie, it wasn’t clear if it really was a horror movie or not. After deciding it wasn’t a horror movie, and that he was just trying to mess with me, I let my guard down considerably. Then, boom! My face was instantly in his chest and I clung to him tightly. He just laughed at me and kissed the top of my head. I was too scared to look at the tv again so I decided to continue clinging to him before I went ballistic. Although I wasn’t looking at the tv anymore, I could still hear what was happening, great. Let’s just say there was murder happening on the tv screen.
After an hour or two of clinging to him tighter, then relaxing a bit (it was a repeating cycle), the movie was finally over. The sad thing was that I didn’t want to move, I was so comfortable being so close to Anthony. I finally looked up at him to find him smiling back at me.
I love that handsome smile so much. It’s just a few inches away, it wouldn’t hurt to kiss it, right? I thought.
He must have read my mind, or at least he probably was thinking the same thing, because before I knew it, that handsome smile was slowly making its way towards me.
This is it! My first kiss... Here goes nothing. No one else that I’d rather share it with...
He leaned even closer then...
Boom!
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