Mistfits
  • WpView
    Reads 64
  • WpVote
    Votes 6
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
WpMetadataReadOngoing<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jan 23, 2016
He expected her to be cold. He wasn't sure why. But when his lips met hers, she was warm, and her mouth pressed gently into his like she didn't know what to do. So, he moved forward tentatively, and his hand found her cheek, and that wasn't cold either. Her hair was wet, and she didn't taste like any other girl he'd kissed. He'd kissed smokey girls. And girls whose lips melted cherry into the pores of his own. And drunk girls who breathed booze and sweat into his mouth, hot air radiating between them. But she wasn't smokey; she was crisp. And she didn't taste like cherries, or strawberries, and her lips didn't stick their flavour into him with cheaply made lip balm. The air between them was cold, but she was warm, and her hair was wet, and she tasted like salt. Like sea salt. And he'd never liked the ocean before. But, fuck, he liked it now.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • The Stop Over✔️
  • CONTRACT WITH AN ALPHA
  • An Endless Day
  • Yours Faithfully
  • Bad is Better
  • Forbidden Love
  • Yours Forcefully
  • THE HYBRID

Everything was going as planned in Brie's life till Covid-19 came. She was all set to go home, even got on a plane. But what happens when their stop over was the last destination they would go. She had no choice but to stay with the only person she knew in town. Charlie. Her brothers best friend, who she thought she hated but really, deep down always loved. Charlie had seen Brie since she was a toddler, always protected her and treated her like family. But then he grew up and realised that he was in love with this girl but could never act on the feelings. What will happen when both of them are quarantined together with no escape what so ever? --------------------------------------- "I just didn't think Brian would be happy with it, but now looking back I should have asked you.. Natalie Smith wasn't the best date." He chuckled. "Well you should have, I would have been the best date." I said when a pout, this was definitely the alcohol talking. "Ah don't pout bug. Like I said if I had the courage I would have, but like always I never really do. Even now." He said walking towards me. "What does that mean?" He came close and cupped my face in his hand. "I've been in love with you since fifth grade Brie. I know it's stupid, but it's true. Now I've just ruined our friendship and tomorrow I'll just blame it on the alcohol. I'm just rude to you because I don't know how else to react... I sorry". ---------------------------------------- this story is something really spontaneous, not planned. but pls enjoy😌😌

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines