Long Story Short

Ah, but THAT kiss.

First story here we GoOoOoO

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I didn't expect it to get this far. I was at my house, now I'm next door at her's. In her room for that matter.

She moves closer, now standing inches apart. My 5'8 to her 5'4 makes her look up.

"What are you gonna do?" She whispers, "I've known you for 2 years and you've expressed your 'dislike' for me."

My insides turn, because I know I didn't mean that. But she doesn't.
I shake my head.

"I...I don't hate you. You were never second to the best." I say.

I know she likes me, and I see her eyes dart down to my lips and back up.

"What do you want?" She mumbles.

'You' I think.

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I don't know how I got here. One second I'm talking and the next I'm on the wall. His lips move skillfully over mine, and I'm kissing the boy who hates me.

Allegedly.

I don't stop, until my next breath is his and we breath against the wall. "Liar, liar not the truth. Now the lock is coming loose." I say.

He chuckled into my neck, picking my up by my thighs. Crossing my legs over his back I softly kiss his neck. He stops moving as I continue.

My lips met scared skin and the truth is free. I touch the marks and look to him. He doesn't make eye contact.

I stare him down, with a whisper I speak.

"I love you."

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Quote of the day: " She stole me with a lip graze on an ear lobe lingered on a whisper." - Atticus