Dylan Castle's P.O.V: (don't you all love me already?)
"Castle!" She shrieked.
She looked cute, my Quartza, when I caught her speechless, not knwoing what to say. These were rare moments. It wasn't always that I surprised her.
"What's wrong honey?" A mature feminine voice asked from downstairs. Normally, Emily was the mature voice in the house.
"Nothing Mom!" Quartza yelled back, slamming the door shut and locking it.
"Your mom's here?" I asked. I haven't met Quartza's mom before. Meeting her dad was a strange experience. It was terrifying as well as embarrassing. I don't think Quartza got her feistiness from her father, so that meant her mom was the one I should be aware of.
"Yes but that's not important. Why are you here?"
She asked, crossing her arms across her chest, and though she might have tried to look intimidating, like always, she looked nervous.
Why was I here? I think all of us know the answer to that. I am here to make up for just standing still earlier whereas I should have done something.
"Why Quartza, I am here for the confrontation." I said in a lazy yet serious tone. I didn't want to avoid this matter any further. If it were upto me, this should have happened the day I took Quartza to the carnival. I should have kissed her. I felt like Ted Mosby then, being a wimp and not kissing the girl.
I looked into her eyes, searching for any sign which suggested that she would want to avoid the topic. I searched her black eyes deeply but found nothing. She knew that we could not avoid this any further.
"Okay. Let's do this." She took a deep breath.
"But I have an hour. I need to go to the stupid mall." She said in distaste. I wanted to tease her but there were more important things to do."Alright." She sat on the bed and gestured me to do the same.
"I like you." I said, after taking a deep breath. It felt really good, saying it, saying it to her.
Before coming here I had decided to follow the advice given in We Bought A Zoo. Twenty seconds of courage, that's all I needed. And it was worth every second, this confrontation.
"I like you a lot." I admitted, closing my eyes.
More than I should.
I looked at her. She was smiling, genuinely smiling, like I'd just made her day. She didn't know that she had made mine.
"Good. Because I like you too." She said, making my heart go as fast as Usan Bolt, for the second time today. I wonder if my heart could handle this, or get used to this. It better. I plan of hearing Quartza say this to me for a long time.
She was still smiling as I leaned forward. The last time I made a move, we got interrupted.
This time, I made sure nothing interrupted us. The door was locked and my phone was on silent. Someone always manages to call me at the wrong time. I waited for her to lean forward, which she did, just after a second.
I cupped her face by one hand as I pulled her closer by the other hand. I felt her shiver under my touch and it shot a sense of accomplishment through me. It felt good to know that she was affected as much as I was.
I leaned in closer, feeling her warm breath. I slowly placed my lips over hers. The contact sent a sudden unexpected feeling of need. The kiss was I intended to be soft and gentle, turned raw and hungry. I bit her lower lip and she instantly allowed me in. Our tongues clashed and it sent another jolt of pleasure through me. I felt her moan softly, which had me smiling during our kiss. I fought against her for dominance which she, unlike other girls, didn't give easily. I began exploring every part of her mouth as I felt her run a hand through my hair, other hand cupping the nape of my neck.
Finally, we pulled away. I was breathing heavily while Quartza was trying to control her breathing. Her lips were swollen and red, surely mimicking mine. Still, she had a smile on her face which automatically made me smile until she spoke again.
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