His blonde, her brunette, one beautiful mess

[13] Kissing in the cold

"No, no, no, you have to wait!"

"But I want to," I whined in protest.

"You need to make him work for it," Hanna said with a serious tone. "Boys are like dogs if you give them treats without them having to do any effort, they are doomed to get lazy."

"I know.. But look at him." I made a sloppy hand gesture toward Zach who was laughing with his friends in the kitchen. Even a little bruised he looked hot, although my opinion was slightly influenced by the amount of alcohol I'd drunken already. 

"You think he's super-duper hot, we get it," Trin sighed and patted my knee. 

"Wouldn't you also want to fuck him if you were in my shoes?" I asked, raking Zach's body with my gaze. Trin was quiet, probably mentally face-palming herself because I was so infatuated. Trin didn't drink, but she was usually livelier at parties. 

"Are you bored?" I asked her.

"No, I'm... I'm just tired," she gave me a quick smile. 

"We should find you a boyfriend too," I said and looked over the room. "You could get anyone here, I mean look at you!" She did look stunning. Trin didn't use makeup in school, but she didn't even need any to look gorgeous. Now wearing simple makeup she was on a whole other level. 

"Not anyone," Trin chuckled. "Your boyfriend is looking our way."

I shifted my gaze to Zach, who was indeed smiling my way. We had kept apart almost the whole night, and know my body irked to kiss him again. 

"I think I should go," I said mindlessly, not looking away from Zach.

"Don't do anything stupid," Hanna said and I nodded before making my way over to the kitchen. Everywhere people were drinkning and celebrating the dramatic victory. Every time I'd seen Sam he had been getting showered with compliments from boys and hugs from girls. But no one swarmed around Zach. 

When I came to him he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer. 

"Hey you," I said, tilting my head up to look him in the eyes. I could get lost in those brown eyes. 

"Hey to you too, having a good time?" 

"Absolutely fantastic, but I thought about getting some fresh air. Want to join?" 

I escaped from his embrace and tugged at his hands. He laughed and let me drag him with me. 

The cold air hit me when we got out, but the alcohol kept me warm. I dragged him around the corner and then turned back to him. He didn't object when I took a grip on his collar and pulled his face down so that I could kiss him. The kiss lingered untill he pulled away a little bit. 

"You know, it made my day that you kissed me back on that field. Fuck winning west-side, you're the best thing that happened to me today."

I studied his face, searching for a sign of him lying. 

"What if I break your heart?" I joked. 

"Are you planning on breaking my heart?" he asked, his brown eyes glinting mischievously. "You should have told me earlier."

"What? You wouldn't have kissed me then?" I raised a brow.

"No, I would still have kissed you," he said and backed me up against the wall. "Now I just have to kiss you when I still have you."

Then he smashed his lips to mine. It took a while for us to work out the rythm, but when we did my body felt like it was going to explode. My fingers dug into his arms and his grip on me tightened, his hands sliding lower on my back.