It is... Complicated

"What makes you give me a peony?" I seek out answers through his green crystal eyes that are glued to mine.
Then, he steps forward, and reaches out to touch my cheeks with his hands. Keeping his daydream eyes on mine and palms on my cheeks, he remains silent, but his lips quickly curl into an angelic smile.
"What?" I whisper out, taking a deep inhale and exhale. I try not to freak out by this whole sudden situation.
I don't want him to find out. I don't want him to find out the truth. Not now. Because I am not ready. I cannot even move an inch as if I stuck in that position, my face is not even an inch from his.
"That's because you were too shy to tell me what you really felt about me, Chel." He says just as quietly, holding eye contact.
I don't know who started it, how it happened, or what, but before I could blink or breath, his lips was on mine.

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