One Shots / Scenes

First Kiss

I watched from afar as his jet black hair swayed in the breeze. He was looking at the trees, his glasses framing his face perfectly. His black sweater made him look mysterious and shady. I walked up to him my dress swaying in sync with the breeze like his hair. My hair was probably all over the place resembling a bird's nest.  He was my best friend of three years, of course, I was majorly crushing on him. Not to mention the hundreds of other girls who did too.

"Hey, stranger." I say a smile on my face.

 He turns his head to me a smile on his face. "How has the dance been?" He asks me. 

"Great, if you consider having a tiny panic attack in the corner for an hour." To that, he chuckles. 

He leans into my ear and softly whispers " I can do you in a corner for an hour." Turning beet red I turn and smack him playfully. He dodges my smacks giving me deep belly laughs. I start to laugh with him and we end up wiping the tears from my eyes and rubbing my sore belly. He had jokes, he was the only guy who could ever have me laughing deep. 

I lean into him to give him a hug, my arms wrap around his neck as he encircles his around my waist. I dig my head into his neck taking in his spicy scent. I feel him do the same, digging his head into my exposed neck. I heard him inhale and my toes curled. I was giddy. I can't control it! I knew I liked him the minute I started to notice the small things about him. When he is stressed his cheek starts to twitch, and when something is on his mind he starts to fiddle with his glasses. 

 We hold this position for some time just hugging. It's sweet, and although I want something more I hold it back, not wanting to ruin this precious moment. I turn my head towards his head and he does the same, looking at me directly in the eyes. I do something daring, going on the tips of my toes and kiss him. It wasn't too long one of unbanished gratitude and love. 

I am the one to pull back out of breath. I haven't even done anything with him! It was just a peck. Lord, I'm a girl. He is looking down, a ghost smile on his lips. I try to pull back but the grip on my waist is too much. I blush even more than I currently am. I am in a pickle!

"You know, when you blush, your stomach lining blushes too?" He finally says. In a small voice, I respond "Uhh, no I don't think umm I ever had.". 

" Did you also know that was my first kiss?" He says. I mentally facepalm, I am an idiot. " You know I asked you to the dance because I wanted to ask you out. I mean I kinda had this thing for you since day one, just kinda never had the balls to do so." He says, his jet black swaying. 

I'm delirious from the things he is saying. I truly do think I might faint. He looks me straight in the eyes and leans in captures my lips with his. My emotions swirled all into one making me feel happy and giddy and happy inside. His tongue slides out and traced my bottom lip. I have a fire growing in the middle of my throat, and if I were to by any chance open my mouth it would come out. He's making love to my lips, and although I bet both of us don't know what we are doing, we continue till we have to stop because we are both out of breath.

We touch foreheads, knowing that from this day forward, things are going to be different between us, they are going to be very different.