Les's p.o.v:
Not once have I been kissed.
That's the very,very truth.
It makes it very hard to not wonder what a person's lips feel like on yours.
Here in this rain, it seemed like the perfect moment to kiss. I listened to him tell me stories about his childhood, and how mischiviously curious he's always been.
I saw Lucas Friar as another human being--a rebellious one.
It really just made me want to kiss him more. His perfect plump lips--how glossy they looked when kissed by the drops of cold rain.
I craved Lucas's lips. Really bad.
"What?" Lucas chuckled, making me loose my train of thought. "Is there something on my lips?"
"No-no not at all." I turned the other cheek, which was probably crimson red.
"Have you had your first kiss?"
The most dreaded question to me came up. I could feel little needle stabs in the back of my neck--Lucas Friar had just made me nervous.
"No." I looked at the droplets hitting the pavement.
At times like these--always avoid eye contact.
"Really?" He chuckled.
My stomach churned. The stabbing in my neck increased.
"Yeah." I shrugged. "I mean, I've been waiting for the right person. Too many of these boys are just looking for a hook up--I really just wanted to find the right one."
Gabe. He's one of these boys.
A fuckboy-in my vocabulary. He's just really looking to hook up, or have a one night stand. Lucas had said I was beautiful.
"Wanted?" There was a hint of jealousy, though intwined with curiosity.
"Yeah." I smiled to myself. He's so cute, he was jealous of himself.
"Who's he?"
"A friend. But, I think he might be the one."
"Does this friend have a name?"
I couldn't help it-- a small smile creeped up on my lips.
"Yeah. I think you know him."
"Who is it?!"
I've never heard Lucas Friar raise his voice at me. I was kind of shocked, but couldn't blame him. I was after all, tricking him.
"His name is Lucas Friar, do you know him?"
"I don't like him, he's not good for you. You deserve so much better--wait!"
" You dummy."
We laughed. Lucas Friar's laugh was the most mesmerizing sound in the rain.
"Have you had your first kiss?"
What a dumb question I had just asked. He had dated Maya. Of course he has kissed someone before. The idea of Maya and him kissing--her stealing his first kiss made me kind of nostalgic.
It would've been perfect if I was his first kiss.
"Yeah....with Maya."
"Nice."
He glanced over at me in a sad kind of way. I guess he knew that I was somewhat skeptical about this topic.
"Can I?"
"Can you what?"
"Can I be your first kiss?"
At this simple suggestion, my mind went completely blank. If I had been nervous before, now I was anxious.
To my luck, I could see my apartment building just a couple of steps ahead.
Thing is, I've always pictured to have my first kiss with another person who hasn't had theirs. I feel like it would turn out to be more romantic.
Looking at Lucas now--I can only think about how kissing Lucas would mean I'm kissing Maya in a way.
Don't get me wrong, Lucas is perfect. But, my first kiss is a once in a lifetime thing. The scenario seemed perfect--a kiss in the rain. I'm just not ready to kiss Lucas. We're not even dating. What was I thinking?
"Um-"
"Leslie?!" Aunt Jenn's voice echoed through the neighborhood.
Shit!
"I'll see you tomorrow... Buddy" I awkwardly faced Lucas.
"See you."
I watch him turn around and leave. He looked somewhat sad.
"Coming!" I yelled back, and ran over to the building I call home.
....
"What were you doing out there?!" Aunt Jenn scolded. "You could've catched a cold and it was past your curfew missy--how many times have we gone over your curfew rules?!"
I was now in my pajamas, cuddled up in my fuzzy white blanket. My eyelids felt so heavy from the tiredness.
"A lot."
"Then why do you keep on breaking curfew?!"
I mentally rolled my eyes.
"I went to see a friend."
"At this time of night?"
"See, I left at 8:30 something and I really had to because Riley is currently going through an awful time--I needed to be there for her."
"I understand that. At least call me or text me next time. If I would've gotten home and you wouldn't have been here I would freak out."
"I know."
I couldn't sleep. Yet I was so tired. Maybe it was because I now felt guilty about rejecting Lucas's kiss.
I couldn't really wrap my head around if I should or shouldn't kiss him. I mean do I truly love him? Or is he just a simple crush?
When we first meet I was certain that I wanted to be with Lucas. But Gabe came along and I just simply let go of him. Maybe I just feel like I'd be better off alone and not heartbroken. Maybe he should go back to Maya Penelope Hart.
