Fragrance Of Kisses

Learning.

This is a pretty muddled up chapter. I'm just trying to get things moving along between the characters, so I can get onto the juicy stuff. If you know what I mean. ;D Thanks for reading!

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“Ariel...” He lustfully whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my back. That definitely wasn’t the weather this time. “Ariel, I love you,” He whispered it repetitively in my ear.

Who was this? He sounded so utterly familiar and his voice... is so calming. I can’t help but melt.

I slowly began to open my eyes as I noticed a rather hot boy arched above me, he had no shirt on and wasn’t very big in the muscle area, but he such long arms and broad chest, that I couldn’t help but reach out to it.

“Ah, don’t touch me there,” His pale cheeks grew hot and changed colour to a perfect pink. He’s so freaking cute. I could eat him up. “Ariel...” He whispered again, his beautiful green eyes smouldering mine as he leaned closer and closer, until our lips were inches away from each other. I could feel his hot breath mould with my own and the urge to kiss him came suddenly.

I’ve never kissed anyone before, so this feeling was a tad weird.

“Ariel...” He whispered finally, I hitched my breathing as our lips touched, electricity running through each other, we moulded perfectly together. This was like a dream. “Charlie,” I murmured softly before I sat up with wide eyes open, in my bedroom, all alone.

Charlie? He was meant to be Charlie!? Has my brain been so deprived of people, I’m now creating imaginary faces. Wait, that’s not the issue, why was I kissing anyone of any resemblance to Charlie!? Ariel, calm down, I’m sure it’s nothing. Just my mind playing tricks on me. As if I could ever want to kiss a guy like Charlie.

“Why do you look like a Zombie?” Emily mechanically asked me, whilst chewing a piece of gum, showing no signs of care what-so-ever.

“‘Cause I feel like a Zombie,” I groaned. “I woke up at around four am because I had a drea- a nightmare, and I couldn’t sleep for the rest of the night.” I sighed, laying my head on my hands, completely happy to fall asleep right there.

“Sex dream?” Emily asked with a straight face.

How can she do it? Say such things with such a normal face?

“Of course not!” Well, it wasn’t one... yet. Oh, God! I did not just think that. Ugh!

“You’re blushing,” She sniggered, a slightly smirk threatening to destroy her angelic image.

“I’m telling you, I did not have a sex dream!” I shouted, slamming my hands on the desk, only to have realised too late that not only did I manage to convince my dear friend, but the rest of the class.

“You’re too loud.” I heard a voice from behind me state with a groan. I immediately knew who that voice belong to even without turning around. Great, Twenty four hours and I’ve already become accustomed to his, I am just... pathetic.

I turned to look up at him with narrow eyes; drinking is messy yet clean shaggy hair, that completely blocked out half of his face (how did he manage to see!?), his tie was pretty loose, too loose, so annoyingly loose, I wanted to pull it up but he has personal space issues. In all honestly, he looked like a mess, I should be shocked but after meeting him yesterday, I can’t even fathom him trying to be clean, this look suits him better.

What am I thinking about!? This isn’t time to admire his unhygienic ways! Something is clearly wrong with my brain. Maybe he’s carrying around radioactive waste? It’s probably infecting me, causing me to think and look more of an idiot than I’d rather let out.