Lana Prince is not your typical teenage girl.
She's only one of the most prettiest girls in school, with more friends than she could count on her pretty little fingers, her life isn't as peachy as it seems.
It is full of troubles from her aunt and u...
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Sebastian's room was a mess, clothes sprawled all over his carpet. Bed unmade. Video games thrown on his floor. Dust coating his shelves from where he never cleaned.
He didn't seem embarrassed however. He sat on his bed, patting the opposite of him so Lana could sit.
She sat nervously beside him. There was a short amount of silence before she broke it, with a small chuckle, "Ever cleaned in here?"
"I'm not perfect, Lana." He didn't crack a smile at her, just glared at her.
"I'm sorry about hurting your lip." Lana told him. He licked his bottom lip, shrugging.
"It doesn't matter."
"I'm sorry for what I said too. I didn't mean it. I just...I don't know how to react in certain situations and I end up fucking everything up."
He finally smiled slightly, "Lana curses? That's new."
She felt a flush go over her neck, "I'm a shitty person for that. I'm sorry."
"Hey," his hazel eyes turned tender, the freckles over his face more noticeable in this lighting. "it's fine if you didn't feel the same, sorry for kissing-"
"I wanted you to kiss me." She admitted. His eyebrows came together in confusion. "I've never had a kiss before, and I'm glad I finally had one."
"I mean...it didn't really count." He chuckled.
"Yes it did." Lana smiled. "And I have proof." She let her hand brush over his bruised lip, she quickly pulled it back. She felt herself go hot.
"You're so cute."
She glanced up at him, and he stared at her gently. He looked like out a romance film, almost like a young version of Leonardo DiCaprio in Romeo and Juliet. Theres' a soft, story book look in his golden eyes, thick lashes batting at her, his jaw clenching as they took each other in. Sebastian didn't look exactly like the Hollywood celebrity, but, something about his gaze reminded her of him.
Lana should just leave now, but she couldn't break her gaze away from his. He moved closer, his hand resting on her knee. His face was less than a foot away.
"Do you want to try it again?" He asked softly. Lana thought about it for a few seconds, and nodded breathlessly.
Sebastian closed the gap, and he was kissing her. His lips were tender, and she felt his tongue graze over hers. He tasted like alcohol. But, Lana didn't care. Her skin lit up on fire, especially when she felt his hand cup her cheek. This was definitely lasting longer than 3 seconds.
He pulled back, smiling, his hand still on her cheek.
"Oh." Lana whispered.
He laughed lightly, chewing on his bottom lip, "How was that?"
