My life in a story

Chapter 5: For the second time tonight

His lips were soft against mine. After about a minute, he pressed them a bit rougher then pulled away. I sat dazed for a while and touched my lips. "Wha-....why?" my words were blocked by my thoughts. Why did he kiss me?

I looked down and started playing with my fingers, sneaking a peak at him from under my lashes. After a few minutes of not saying anything, I was about to get up when I felt his hand at the back of my neck, effectively pulling me towards him as I felt his warm lips against mine for the second time tonight. He kissed me slowly as if taking his time and soon a tingly feeling unsettled inside me, I was too stunned to kiss him back. And why would I? he was a stranger I met only 2 days ago, then it hit me, I was kissing someone I didn't know right now. Holy Hell

"Get off me!" I pushed him back with all that I could, he staggered back a bit in his seat and I wiped my lips frustratingly and glared at him. To my surprise he only barked out a laugh. "Took you long enough sweetheart" he said in between laughs and I glared at him even more. "Why did you kiss me?" I demanded in a whisper and he went serious for a moment.

"Because" he said scooting closer and I got up, afraid that he might kiss me again. He raised his hands up in surrender and moved back. "Okay okay Im not coming any closer, but you need to stay calm" he backs up to the farthest part of the bench and I hastily sat back down.

"Don't tell me you were trying to seduce me" I warned him still glaring. His eyebrows went up in surprise and after awhile he smirked at me. "Why?" he scoots an inch closer and I watch his movements. "Are you seduced by me?" his eyebrows are dancing on his forehead.

I blush crimson red, thank god for the night. "Pfftt no" I answer a bit awkwardly. "Sure sure" he laughs some more and I stick out my tongue at him.
"So whats your deal?" he asks as he gets me comfortable again. "What do you mean?" I face him. "You don't seem like the type of girl to be going out on parties" he says and I look at him as if mocking hurt. "Excuse me?" I asked faking to be baffled. "Oh no, I didn't mean it like that, its just-" he scratches the back of his head. "You don't seem like the other girls here, the ones downstairs, partying, skinny dipping, dancing, drinking. I don't know your kinda like the innocent type" he shrugs. "I told you, Im not like most girls, I know what you mean" I tell him.

And he was right. I didn't like parties that much, I preferred things to be more quiet and reserved. "So why'd you come here?" he asks after a while and I shrug. "I don't...I don't really know. My friends told me going to a party was a great way of forgetting about your ex and everything else thats crappy and stupid about life blah blah blah so here I am" I explain hurriedly and he seems amused, then shocked, then concerned. "What do you mean forget about your ex?" oops.

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