I ran my fingers through his hair, our lips connected. I just met him, but this feels so right.
𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑦 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑠 𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑟...
I walked into the lobby of the hotel that I was staying at, and sat down at a table, pulling out some papers and my textbook. I looked up and saw a boy sitting at a table across the room, staring at his phone. He was cute, to say the least. I should've looked away, instead of staring like a creep, but I didn't. Before I had the chance to look away, he looked up and we locked eyes. His eyes were mesmerizing. I mean, I was on the opposite side of the room from him and I was still getting lost in them. I smiled, trying to compose myself. He returned the smile and my heart skipped a beat. I looked back down at my work and he looked back down at his phone, but I couldn't focus. Apparently, neither could he because we both looked up at each other at the exact same time. Al I could think is that there's no way that it's not going there, not with the way that we're looking at each other. I watched as he turned his phone off, got up, and walked over to my table. He then proceeded to sit down across from me. "Hey, I'm Zach and I think𝑤𝑒𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡𝑔𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜𝑤ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑖𝑠𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑡'𝑠𝑛𝑜𝑡𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑤𝑎𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑤𝑒'𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟." That was enough for me to abandon my work and follow him to the elevator. We rode in the elevator up to his floor and he led me to his hotel room. As soon as we were inside, our lips were connected. I ran my fingers through his hair, our lips connected. I just met him, but this feels so right. We continued kissing, but the rest of the night was history.
