Love is always a gamble. A risk, that demands bravery and being okay when it doesn't go your way.
For Mariah, she would rather never find out any possible outcomes of her feelings toward her long term best friend. Her restricted life, strict parents...
Question: Have you ever kissed someone through truth or dare?
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Chapter 6
| Schooland kisses
My eyes had shot wide open. Had I heard right?
Heaven.
Seven minutes.
Seven minutes in heaven with Logan.
I looked at Kate, her face full of uncertainty. It was that 'I'm sorry' look any best friend would've given a fellow best friend when she condemned her own best friend to a make out session with her other best friend.
This was awful.
How was I going to get myself out of this situation? Half of me wanted to see this through but the other half, the more dominant one wanted no part of this. She didn't want to drink, nor kiss best friends. She wanted to go home.
I looked at Logan next, my eyes filled with fear. Amber was also shocked, mumbling something to him but Logan was just staring at me. I shouldn't have been freaking out but I was, it was Logan.
Hazel eyed, dark hair, beautiful Logan.
Best friend Logan.
"Should I get you a glass Mariah?" Roger snickered from where he was sitting. I tensed.
Logan finally stood up. All eyes fell on him as he walked toward me. His hand grabbed mine as he pulled me out the room. His hand was firm, stuck against mine when he walked upstairs, to a deserted bedroom and finally into the closet.
Everything had happened so fast that I didn't have time to ask him what he was doing. All I could do was move away the line of clothing that was making my stand uncomfortable. I cleared the area, and now it was just me staring at a boy who couldn't catch his breath.
He knew I didn't drink.
And he also knew I hadn't been kissed before either.
"Logan-"
"It's okay" he cut in, "We won't do anything you don't want to." God he was close. Why was he so close? Why was this closet so small?
"Wh-what?"
I was confused. He had pulled me all the way here, we were so close that even though I wasn't prepared to give away my first kiss to my best friend, my mind was still occupied and interested in how we had gotten to such a predicament. It was enticing. I had never been pulled like that into a closet before. It felt wrong. So much so that I wanted to feel rebellious for longer. There wasn't much I hid from anyone, and the feeling of having my own memories to keep to myself felt good. I hadn't been in a situation where I was forced to make out with someone either, someone I hadn't chosen to make out with but that someone being a person I honestly wanted to do it with. I sounded crazy, but I didn't mind Logan taking my first kiss at all.
