Mini Mal *a Jallory fanfic*

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*~* Isa Alexandra Espinosa 💕 *~*

The party is a lot of fun, especially since I get to hangout with bae 😏😉. Around 1:45, everyone crashes in their appropriate locations and I get a text from Dallas, a couple minutes later.

FROM: Dallas 😍❤️

Hey bae. Are you still awake?

TO: Dallas 😍❤️

Yes I am. Why? 😍

FROM: Dallas 😍❤️

Meet me out on the deck. I wanna talk to you ❤️😏😉

TO: Dallas 😍❤️

Okay :) I'll meet you there.

I sneak across the living room to the sliding door by the kitchen entrance and quietly open and close it. A couple seconds later I'm greeted by Dallas. 😍

"Hey babe." He whisper-greets and kisses my forehead.

"Hi cutie." I grin. He makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.

"How are you?"

"Great." I smile again. "So what do you wanna talk about?"

"I don't know.... Anything and everything."

I laugh quietly. "Okay. That's fine with me."

"Good." He laughs along with me.

So we talk about random shit and play a game of 20 questions.

"Who was your first kiss?" Dallas asks, looking intently at me.

I blush and look down, avoiding the subject because I'm embarrassed... I've never had my first kiss....

Dallas places his fingers under my chin and brings my chin up so I'm looking at him. "What's the matter?"

"I've never had my first kiss..." I say embarrassed.

"Really?" He looks shocked. "I figured someone as beautiful as you would have had it by now."

I blush, but it's dark so I doubt Dallas can see me blush.

"Can I- can I be your first babe?" Dallas questions.

I smile. "Sure."

"Seriously? Okay. Haha. When?" He asks sounding a bit nervous. Awww nervous Dallas is freaking adorable.

There's butterflies in my stomach because Dallas is gonna be my first kiss at some point. Part of me wants it to be now but.... I don't know.... So I say the first thing that comes to my mind.

"Whenever you wanna kiss me, is fine with me." I say a bit nervous but super excited.

"Can I kiss you now?" He asks, almost like he's reading my mind.

"Yes." I breathe.

The butterflies begin getting worse and worse and crazier as Dallas smiles at me and says, "Great," and slowly begins to lean closer and closer.

And then his lips touch mine. And the butterflies erupt into fireworks in my stomach, if that is even possible. I don't know... I know I felt it.

His lips are soft and smooth against mine and he kisses me slowly and sweetly, letting me get the hang of kissing. Just when I think I've maybe gotten the hang of it, he pulls away.