When We Crashed

Mine

Ella's pov:

It happened.

My bestfriend.

My Crush.

My everything, kissed me.

It was like every painful moment, every single time that I had been hurt, was washed away by just one, single kiss.

Luke.

Sitting next to him, I couldn't even believe it.

"Thank you." The words slipping from my mouth unknowingly.

"For what?" He questions, taking both of my hands in his.

"For being my everything."

I couldn't help but wonder about the questions that were left unanswered in my head.

For example, what does this make us?

I feel like I have been fantasying this for so long, that I never stopped to think about what might happen if it did actually happen.

If at some point in time, confessions were made.

How would things change?

Would it change for the better or for the worse?

Looking out of the window, I sigh at the familiar scenery of trees as we near my house.

But even by looking in a total opposite direction, I could feel Luke's glance on me.

Which is something else that I wondered about.

What was going through his head?

If I was a mind reader, life would be so much easier.

I wouldn't have to doubt myself time after time, or stress over things that may or may not be even existent.

"Ella?" Luke suddenly says, interrupting my thoughts and the silent aura of the car.

"Hmmm" I murmur, turning my head towards him, as he parked the car on the side of the road, just a couple yards away from the gate to my house.

"I just want to apologize..." He starts off saying.

The worst of thoughts instantly come to mind by those couple of words that could literally mean anything.

...

Oh god.

He regretted it!

He was probably caught up in the moment, and never meant for it to happen!

Seeing my panicked expression, Luke quickly starts to talk again...

"Wait, hold on, it's not like I didn't like the kiss, I actually loved the kiss, it actually-.." He says quickly, but stops once he realizes what he was saying.

I almost wanted to laugh, but the suspense of wanting to know what he was sorry for was almost killing me inside.

He nervously pulls at the collar of his shirt, and turns his body so it was facing me more, "What I am trying to say is, I'm sorry I kissed you all of a sudden. I should have gave you at least a warning or something. It was needy, and I was jealous but you didn't deserve it as your first kiss-..."