Chapter 20: Albus

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I never kissed a bloke before. 

I never kissed anyone actually. 

I don't know how to kiss.


I guess-er-well. 

I just held his face really tight in my hands and felt his arms drape around my waist. I felt his lips on mine and mine on his. And I let the rhythm of this intimacy take us to some random place. A place where it's beautiful and absolutely isolated. A place where both of us is not aware of the misery and hopelessness. Where we can just enjoy each other's existence, touch, and love. 

We don't french kiss.

We don't do anything dirty.

We just kiss. We press our lips together lightly. 


And that's all. 

I pull away first because I can't breathe. My lungs are too full with butterflies that flitter about crazily. Scorpius smiles and kisses my forehead. Agh I can almost die. Now. Literally. I'll die and it'll be perfectly fine.

"God I love you so much Scorpius." I whisper. 

"God I love you too Albus." She whispers back and buries his face in my chest.





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