I Always Get Lost

I Always Get Lost

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It was pouring outside, but in my opinion it was only adding more beauty to the scene folding out. I was looking outside the window, but could feel that he was closely staring at me. Not in a judgmental way, more of the way you stare at a puzzle that has one piece missing. With curiosity, curiosity as to what the piece looked like, where it was, and why it wasn't where it was supposed to be. My hands were wrapped around the cup in front of me, absorbing the heat. I look to him, give him a small smile, then look back down to my hands around the cup. "You alright?", he asks. "Yeah. Sorry, I always get lost."
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So many thoughts were running through my mind as Liam and I stood there, face-to-face, ready to do something that could escalate my like for him or even change his perspective of me in a good or bad way. But, why was I so curious about kissing him? Part of me did want to know what it'd feel like, the other part reminded me that this was my first outside a relationship, and we couldn't count his. He sure was really experienced. In the midst of my thoughts, I felt Liam soft hand caress my cheek. My heart pounded in my chest, as he tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. His eyes were burning into mine, and I felt his hands travel down my back and around my waist. I felt breathless already. He gently pulled me in close to him, so close that I could feel his heart-beat against mine. An audible gulp escaped me, making him smile. A real one. I could feel the warmth in his voice as he whispered " Don't be scared, I'm not that horrible. " At that moment, I just trusted him. I nodded my head, as he tilted his and slowly leaned in. A wave of heat flooded my entire body as Liam drew me closer and closer, firmly sealing the gap between us. Oh God. This is it. Skylar tries to make the best out of the fact that she was getting married in a year to a perfect stranger, but he's antipathetic, reluctant-the list goes on, and she gets broken countless times.

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