THE SWEETEST SIN(BxB)

7: The Kiss.

CARL'S POV.

His soft lips caressed mine gently, begging for consent and my lips willingly parted, letting him in. The warmth of his delicate lips engulfed mine as he kissed me. I didn't push him away even though the most sensible part of me was pleading with me to do so.

I knew that all of it was wrong and later I would regret but I didn't want him to stop. I didn't want to stop. So, I placed my hands at the back of his neck, deepening the kiss. Our lips moved in perfect sync. It felt like we had rehearsed for this.

He broke off the kiss, both of us breathing like athletes after running a marathon. His emerald eyes looked into mine, as though searching for something. I was lost in them, like an explorer lost in the Amazon. Thick, black and curly lashes adorned his eyes like flowers in a garden. It's criminal to have such beautiful eyes.

My gaze shifted to his moist lips, the very same lips that were glued to mine a while ago. Seeing his lips up close felt like watching my favourite movie in HD. They looked so unreal...so perfect and very inviting. My lips itched with desire to claim his lips once more. He had birthed a hunger inside me, one that only his kisses could satiate.

Are you out of your fucking mind Carl? He is the enemy! Your tormentor! So why are you even having these thoughts about him? Snap the hell out of it!

Like a patient out of coma, my senses rushed back to me. Making me realise the mistake I had just commited. I had allowed him to kiss me. The enemy.

What's worse is that this was my first kiss. The guy I hate so much is the very same one whom I had my first kiss with.

"Are you okay, now?" His question broke me out of the prison of thoughts that I was confined in.

"Y–es." I swiftly broke off the embrace. Being in his arms was dangerous because it sparked unwanted feelings in me.

Suddenly the bell rang, disrupting the awkward silence that had settled in the room.

"I–have Chemistry now. I should go."An awkward stammer left my mouth.

"Yeah...that's a good idea. I mean, me too." An equally awkward reply came from him.

"Cool. " Swiftly, I headed for the door and opened it.

"Carlito. Wait." He halted me.

"Yes." I stated, my back turned to him. I didn't have the strength to look at him.

"The kiss...it never happened. Nobody should know about it." He suggested.

Why didn't he want to recall the kiss? Was it that awful? I don't expect him to like it because it was never meant to happen. All of it was a mistake. The guy is straight as a pole. He would never enjoy kissing someone like me. The only reason he kissed me was to soothe my panic attack. So why am I affected by his suggestion to forget the kiss? What is wrong with me?

"Noted. The kiss never happened." The words slid through my dry throat before I exited the room.

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"Today, we are going to perform an experiment about reactions of metals with acid. After which, you'll write chemical equations of the reactions and submit your results at the end of the experiment. I need you to be in groups of three." Mrs. Van Der Waal, the chemistry teacher announced. We were in the chemistry laboratory, that morning.

"The acids are in their respective bottles. The blue bottle contains concentrated sulfuric acid while the dark brown one contains concentrated nitric acid. Ensure that you handle the acids with care, to avoid any sort of accident."  She continued explaining the rules of the experiment.