56: martinus • "i know these lips"

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Music: Jarryd James' Do you Remember

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"I dare Martinus to kiss Y/N", the girl with brown long hair gave the dare to the boy right next to her. I didn't know her very well, and I didn't know the boy either. Or actually I knew the boy. I used to live here before. And we were neighbours then, and best friends. I was ten then. And actually, we dated for a while.

I looked at the girl, Henna, shocked. I didn't want a random boy to kiss me. Or even I knew him, or I remembered him, I don't want that to happen. I remember I had a huge crush on him for a long time and after few months of dating we moved out from the town to North-Norway. Now I was visiting here, in Trofors, because my grandmother lives here and I'm still keeping touch with this girl right over here, Henna, who gave the dare to Martinus.

"I-I don't know", I stummered. It's not my first kiss, so it's not that bad idea, and I've kissed him before, because he was actually my first kiss, and the latest kiss.
"Hey it's okay! And it's not your first!" Henna said and put her short hair behind her ear. I turned my look into Martinus carefully. He looked at me already. I didn't know does he remember me. I think he might not. It's been years since we met last time.

"Martinus decides", Henna said and Martinus turned his look into her, then back to me. I looked at him nervously. I didn't know why I was so nervous.

"If it's okay for you", he said nicely and kept his eyes still on me.

"Sure", I decided to answer after thinking. It's not his first either, so that's okay. And it's just truth or dare.

Martinus got up from the floor and walked towards me and sat right ahead me. He looked at my eyes.

"We don't know eachothers but that's fine", Martinus said. He doesn't remember me. It feels like.. empty? Maybe. I don't know, I knew he couldn't remember me after years.

"Yeah", I wishpered because I didn't know what to say.

"But let's do this", he said nicely and gave me smile. I nodded and I looked at him that he could do the first move, and he did.

He put his other hand to my cheek, and then slowly but smoothly pulled me closer to him and put his lips on mine.

Everyone, I mean five other people, were staring at our kiss the whole fiveteen seconds what it happened.

The kiss was magical. Or it was for me. I've missed Martinus, and his lips, even we kissed once before I moved out here. It was actually a goodbye kiss from him. But now, he doesn't remember me.

"I know these lips", he said after secedeing from the kiss slowly. He stared my eyes.

"And I know this girl", he wishpered after it.

I didn't know what to do or say, so I just decided to be brave and push my lips against to his hoping that he would have answered it.

And he did.

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