The passage

Chapter 5

I checked myself in the reflection of the glasswindow, and so i gatherd all my courage and pushed the glassdor open.The smell of freshly brewed coffe, invadet my nostrils. As i walked in, he's head snapped to the side and his eyes bored into mine. He studd up, and all the girls around, followed his gaze witch led to me. ,, Hello, i see that you have indeed acceptet my date". ,, Well i wouldn't really call it a date...". ,, Well call it whatever you want, the most important is , that you came. i rolled my eyes, and noticed him giggling. He led me to the table, were he was sitting before. Our conversation was strangly very plesant, and nt akward at all. And to my surprise, we had more things than expeted in commen, like for example, we like books, he hates school* wich i don't believe him
cause he looks like a "Straight A's" student. He likes sports, he's favorit colour is blue, and he's a gemini... NO NO, just kidding... i'm not thaaat  obsessed. I found myself having quit a nice time. He made me smile and laugh, he made me feel special, and even though i heard my ego , warning... no.. basically yelling at me to run out of the room and never speak to him again, I pushed her in the back of my mind. I was foolish then, and in some ways that count I still am.. The intriguing think about Anthony, was that he always seemed to look at me , like he was trying to study every move, every expression, every smile that i held.
Hi's golden caramel eyes bore into mine, like he was trying to see throw me, and read my mind, and for a short moment I really thought he could. My mind was full of warning flags that flashed like red neon signs, but every time he looked at me , smiled with those prominent dimples and called me beautiful, those warnings melted like butter under the burning sun. I felt.. well I felt happy, excited, nervous? I don't know what, but I felt good. I felt as if I could trust him, and I felt free. And in that moment it hit me, hard, i never felt this feeling, not even with Sam, who is my best friend... I slight sting of guilt hit me, I didn't really know why, maybe because I didn't feel the same deep connection with Sam than with Anthony? I looked at the clock, already six! ,, I should be going now, thanks for today, it was really nice to get to know you" I smile politely, even though I really don't want to go, I literally force myself out of the chair. He smiles a smile as bright as mine , and he lifts himself up too. I haven't really noticed how good he looked( pesside his face). He offers paying and we bickerd about how's paying t'il he wins, with the argument that it was hes idea for the date, so he payes. He walked with me to the door of the coffeehouse. As i turn to walk out of the coffeehouse, he snakes he's fingers around my wrist and pulls me to his chest, without any warning he crashed his lips on mine, to my surprise , my mouth parts immediately for him, and he didn't miss the opportunity, his tongue swirls in a wild rhythm with mine, all my sense of right-andwrong had seem to vanish and I felt my cheeks heat up and flush. As I break the kiss, he looks up at me with dark and seductive eyes, he's cheeks were flushed in a deep crimson red, and his eyes  glowed like liquid gold as
he leand forward and whispered into my year,. Goodnight beautiful „ and just like that he left, leaving me standing there, a panting mess...