both of your faces were lit only by the street lights, air crisp to the touch, his hand holding yours in his pocket making an effort to keep you warm and close. you can see each others breathe so close together, but you notice his had stopped. looking up at him, you notice his glare through your deep brown eyes. (sorry if thats not your color) "listen" he starts off by saying. "i know we're almost home but i can't resist.." "what do you m-" but before you could finish, his lips crashed onto yours. it was warm, his lips caressing yours so gently. you could feel his smile through the kiss. your cheeks burning up a storm, you to break the kiss and chuckle slightly, hugging eachother. "i can't think of someone else holding you like this. will you be my girlfriend." inside, you were screaming, but you stayed as calm as possible. hearing that, you nodded frantically as your hands intertwined and you layed your head on his shoulder once again. you two eventually arrived at your house. "i'll see you tom-" you cut him off and started, "how about you sleepover, it's cold out and you could get sick" "my house is two bl-" "pleaseee" you cut him off again. with a soft chuckle, he nods as you tiptoe up to him, smiling as you envelope your lips together once again.