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Chapter 9

~He who is devoid of the power to forgive is devoid of the power to love.

Dr Martin Luther King Jr.

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"May I kiss you please."

I stared at him profoundly, not knowing exactly what to do.

Should I kiss him? Should I not? I thought to  myself, my mouth slightly agape.

His face leaned closer to mine, I swallowed hard not knowing how to control the bomb that went off in my gut. He leaned even closer looking at my lips with his lust filled eyes. His hands guided themselves towards my lower waist as he covered what ever space left between us.

"Please," he slyly whispered into my ear in a raspy voice

I went numb, I didn't move, didn't talk. Just stood there... Numb.

He moved his lips toward mine, slowly until they met. Our lips moved in sync as I took his guide. Thousands of flowers seemed bloom inside of me.

It was a strange feeling, his touch; his kiss. It seemed to paralyze me completely.
I expected my heart to burst out of my chest but instead it moved in unison with his. Slowly. As if our hearts knew each other.

He moved his soft lips from mine and looked at me, studying my features. I felt so at ease, I'd expected myself to be blushing out of my mind at this moment but no, I didn't. His gaze didn't intimidate me instead I felt beautiful, and I felt his eyes were made to look at me.

We stayed in that position for a while until he brought me closer to rap his arms around me for a hug. I moved my arms around his neck and brought him even closer to me. I felt so warm and so very... Very happy. We belonged here together in each others arms. I smiled to myself hoping he wouldn't feel me smiling.

The music in school became louder and a lot more colors flickering about.

"We should probably, uh," he said pointing to the school hall.

"Yeah," was all I said before I took his hand in mine and started walking towards the hall.

The music inside the hall was really loud, it was as if thousands of people were dancing and hundreds more jumping and screaming.
And might I not forget how stuffy it was.

The headmaster walked up the stage thanking everyone for coming and that it was time to leave. A wave a sighs and disappointment remarks surrounded the hall.

Leo and I walked out the hall hand in hand ready to get home.

" Where's the carriage?" I asked looking around.

"Oh no, we're leaving with an Uber,"he said "I thought you didn't like the carriage."

Well now I saw that I was absolutely bad at pretending to like something. I coughed out a laugh at bit embarrassed at the fact that he noticed that I didn't like the carriage.

He smiled at me the started laughing.
" What?" I asked.
" You look so embarrassed," he said laughing again and rapping his arm around me and I obviously started blushing.

The Uber arrived about a minute later. Leo opened the door for me allowing me to get inside before going to the other door to get in himself. The ride was quite, but comfortable, it didn't feel weird at all. The Uber stopped at my house and Leo told the driver to wait for him for a few minutes.

He walked me up the sidewalk and onto my porch.
"I had a great time," he said with a smile.

"Me too," I replied, and my feet walked closer to him.

He leaned in and our lips ignited, I love the feeling out his lips on mine. I love the weird feeling it gives me inside.
Our lips parted and I couldn't let go of him, I know he had to leave and I had to get in the house before my mother gets outside.
We just stared into each others eyes both of us wondering how long this would last. Our moment was shattered by the angry Uber driver who probably wanted to get home too.

"Goodnight," he said.

"Goodnight," I said watching him walk down the sidewalk. He got into the car and waved  before the car sped off down the street.