First kiss

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Liam: It was an accident. It wasn’t supposed to be your first, but it was. He wanted your first kiss with him to be romantic, and carefully planned out, so that he could make sure everything was perfect. But in that moment, he couldn’t help himself. The way your hair was, how you smiled and giggled at his stupid jokes, made him reach for the back of your neck and press his lips to yours. He was gentle, and soft with you, and you grabbed his hair in your fingers, deepening the kiss you had been caught off guard with. Not breaking it for a few minutes, he chuckled and pulled you back for another one, not caring that it was an accident, glad that this accident happened.

LouisIt was long waited. Louis had always been outspoken in your relationship, usually not afraid to tell you what he was thinking, and he was always up to do anything. Except for kissing you. He still hadn’t kissed you after several weeks of dating, he still hadn’t despite your constant hints. Finally after a movie in one night, you turn to him, and look him over, eyeing his lips. He chuckles and kisses your temple, but that wasn’t enough. You don’t hesitate  you just press your lips to his, and he responds as if he had been wanting to do that for the longest time, pulling you closer to him, kissing again and again.

ZaynIt was perfect. You and Zayn had always been friends, and from a very young age were attracted to each other. Your first kiss was when you were 5 and were playing house, Zayn the daddy and you the mummy. This crush lasted through and through, and finally when you were in middle school, he had built up the nerve to ask you on a real date. just like you would see in a movie, he walked you up to your stairs, and took your hand. You stood in silence for a moment before you said goodnight. He stopped you from going into your flat, and gently kissed your lips, then smiled and waved, almost falling off your porch as he crossed the street to his own flat, smiling widely.

Harry: It was sweet. You and Harry had decided to go see a horror film, and he had already started to hug you into him, after you started to jump at the smallest things that happened on the screen. At first he chuckled, but after a few more times, he started to worry. He had offered to go watch another movie, but you knew how much he wanted to see it so you stayed. After something now you couldn’t remember happened, you started to freak out, crying, and not breathing. With wide eyes, he took your face in his hands and placed a soft kiss to your lips, making you breathe again. He pulled away, and you hugged him, as he watched the est of the movie, and you slept into his chest.

Niall: It was fiery. Your first fight. Something as small as his shoes off in the middle of the room had been set ablaze to how you were controlling, and he was an asshole. Arms flailing, gesturing angrily, voices shouting through the flat, none of the two listening to the other. Curses flew violently, some from yours, some from his. You had never fought like this before, and you had never thought you would fight before your first kiss, but there you were. You were tired, and you could tell he was tired of yelling too, but you were both so stubborn that it wasn’t going to end soon. Then you were at an impasse  run out of things to yell about so you were standing there, angrily staring at each other. He needed you, grabbing the back of your neck harshly, kissing you roughly. Silence. Comfortable silence filled the room, killing the fight.

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