life in malibu with 8 boys, trouble

weird feelings... 11

ok.. so quick authors note cause i know how you all hate them hahhaha anyway sorry for not uploading sooner i had a little complication with this chapter cause my computer kept turning off and it was unable to save the work sooo i had to start writing it all over again! at the end it didnt turned out to be as great as the original but well.. i hope you like it!

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Isabella´s POV

When I looked around I realized we were alone in the hall, my brother and friends were off to class and I was alone with Mason.

We just stood there looking into each other´s eyes without moving or saying a word. I just couldn’t stop looking at them; they were the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. I realized I wanted to get to know the guy, I wanted to be with the guy not just to look into his eyes, even thought I could stay like this forever. But the sense of necessity my body felt for him surprised me. I wanted to get close to him and hold him, to never let him go, and to never let any other girl look at him or even glace his way.

I wanted him, I wanted him to be mine and ONLY MINE.

As I was thinking this I saw his eyes scanning my face, he took a step forward and I didn’t even move, in a weird way I didn’t want to move, he seemed to be the type of person who you could feel safe with, and I knew that I will be ok with him no matter what.

Really slowly he leaned into me, like asking for my permission, but I guess the fact that I didn’t move was like a green light for him. He slightly kissed my cheek, but in that instant I felt sparks in my skin, especially where he had just kissed.

After that his eyes scanned my lips, like asking again for permission, and it was then that I decided to just let myself feel and to deal with the consequences later, so I stepped up in my tiptoes and kissed him, right on the lips.

As soon as I kissed him, a million fireworks exploded in my mind, my skin was on fire, and I couldn’t think straight. It was amazing, nothing like this had ever happened to me before, I have never feel this excited, and happy to kiss a guy, specially one I just meet like less than 2 minutes ago. I don’t know how to explain the amazing things I felt with that kiss, but there was more to it than just urgency. There was need and passion from both of us.

At first it was a small peck, but then It turned into a full make out session, I had my arms wrapped around his neck pulling him closer to me, and his arms were snaked around my waist. I didn’t know what was happening in my surroundings, because at the moment it was just me and him.

We pulled off the kiss just to take some air. Our breaths were coming out in small gasps and I was looking directly at him. I just couldn’t believe that had just happened. Sparks were still lingering on my skin, I felt like I was in flames, surrounded by his arms.  A few seconds after we could gather some air, he pulled me to him again and we kissed again, this time there was not as much urgency and it was slow and lovely, I immediately felt my knees like jell-o and I knew that if he hadn’t been holding me, I would be in the ground for sure.

He took full control of the kiss, and grapped his arms tighter against me, I have to say it felt awesome, almost as if I was his and he would protect me from everything.