(Trueeeee xD and no worries I'm not confused)
Met just shook his head a little at her apology, following it up with, "Don't… don't worry about it," Floated from his lips. His heart was racing and his fingers, which were around her hips somewhere, were tingling. Why in these awkward yet intense moments did the urge to play come over him? He wanted to sit at a piano, any piano, and just sing his heart out, which was bursting with emotion. Even though he always knew what to think, he didn't know what to think now. He was hopeless with romance just like she was, and yet he couldn't help but raise his head just a little to brush their lips together a bit more, just a smidge. But that smidge, that slight touch of sensitive skin on sensitive skin, made him want to kiss her more. But he couldn't, just like his eyes couldn't leave her vanilla-colored eyes or his nose couldn't lose that tickling vanilla scent. His heart was thudding hard against his adam's apple and it was actually starting to hurt. Excitement coursed through his veins. He was so close to her. It was the closest he's ever been to a girl. He never thought about romance in school, hell, ever for him. He always focused… focused too much on school. He needed to relax. He was a senior who had been worrying himself silly over stupid grades. He was already in a college. He could take a few days to relax…
Once she felt his lips on hers, she felt like she was going to go crazy. Before he could pull away, she instantly leaned forward. She couldn't help it, he was driving her insane, and it hasn't even been long. His lips were softer than she ever imagined. She could feel his heart beating, almost as fast as hers. She felt his arms around her hips and Once their lips locked she felt like she was in heaven
Met made a soft noise as she kissed him almost instantly after their lips brushed, his whole body relaxing. His legs even relaxed around her and his skates fell with a pair of soft thuds on the ground. His eyes fluttered half-closed and one of his hands rose to touch her neck, motioning for her to relax too. He felt as if nothing could hurt them now. Like he himself could just float away and leave his too-big body on the ground.
As he relaxed and touched her neck, she subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck. She's never done anything like this before. She didn't even know how to kiss. But she remembered her writing so many stories and watching so many romantic movies and anime, she all of the sudden was a little more confident in her knowledge of romance. Moving her face closer to his, tilting her head in the slightest way possible, she let her eyes close right when their lips first brushed against each other. She felt like she was on a plane ride, taking off and the air changing around you, forcing you to change the way you breathe. Your heart starts racing as you grip the armrest and push your head on the back of the seat, taking a deep breath as the plane took off, and off you go, up in the air feeling flightless.
Their lips touched again and suddenly her head was tilted in his hand. He suggested to himself that he just let her do the work, and he just relax and let her do what she wanted. He lapped his lips with hers and moved closer for more contact, his head starting to ache with his quick heartbeat. He sat up slowly with her in his arms and them locked up in a kiss, one of his arms wrapped up around her hips to keep her from falling back. He didn't care about the two other people in the rink. They could have run him over and he wouldn't have cared. He was enjoying a kiss– his first one– with this passionate, nice girl who absolutely deserved more attention and love than what she got (as far as he knew). He just wanted to wrap her up in affection and give her as many kisses as she asked. And the more they kissed, the more he was willing to bend a knee and do whatever she wanted. He was infatuated.
As their lips pressed against each other more and more, her hands moved up to his jaw, moving her body closer to his. She was surprised at how well she was handling it. His arms around her made her even more flustered, she stopped for a split second, looking up at him, out if breath, his eyes were so gorgeous.
"I think…. I'm absolutely crazy"
She says as couldn't help but smile, not even holding back, she pulls him forward again, locking her soft lips with his once again, running her hand through her hair, trying to keep it out if his or her face.
Their chests were pressed together again and he bit his lip when she pulled away, watching her smile and blush from the lack of air. She looked so pretty, down to each speckle in her eyes. He managed to count at least thirty in the time they were gazing at each other, gazing into their eyes like a pair of lovers.
"Me too, CC." He laughed softly, but it fell short as their lips locked in another kiss. It was gentle and innocent, most unlike the ones he had seen people share. But he liked it. He liked the slow laps of their lips, the way she moved her and his hair out of their faces. He liked the brush of her fingers on his cheeks and face.
Her hands moving up more, running her fingers through his soft, dark hair. Her snowy white hair now laying on her back, and over her shoulder. She really did need to cut it… Well if this was gonna keep going. (Although everyone knows she's not going to XD)
She could feel the warmth of his body, his chest felt like a drum, knocking on hers. From his hair, back down to his face, ever so lightly caressing his cheek. She could feel her hands shaking, she was so overwhelmed by this sudden… Emotion. She didn't care if they were shaking, she didn't have a care in the world about anything, except if her breath was alright. She guessed he had kissed people millions of times, but by how he acted, you would never have guessed. Their lips slowly moving away from each other, she looked him in those stunning eyes once again. She could stare into them forever, end she with never get tired of them.
"It's time to…. close up the rink."
She says through gasps of air, looking back at the clock, then back at him again. His face was still in her hands as she ran her fingers through his hair again.
Met didn't want her to cut her hair. He liked how soft it was on the back of his hand. Hers was light and it tickled his skin, not to mention he loved the color. He had never seen someone with such light eyes and hair, it was amazing.
He felt their hearts working together, taking on the same pace as they hit against their chests furiously, as if working to get to each other and break free. He felt her pull away, leaving his lips somewhat open and moist as she opened her eyes to meet his, which had flicked open. His icy eyes were as warm as the sun as he gazed at her.
"For… for the public, right?" He asked gently, a slight smile touching his lips. He glanced up at the clock with her, gazing back into her eyes when their attentions hit again. "Unless you have somewhere to go or something…"
"I'm not allowed to be here when it's closed unless I'm cleaning up"
She smiled at him, her hair somehow in her face once again. Her hand about to pull away, when her thumb traced his wet lips.
"But I am free today"
She says, practically whispering to him, still breathing rather shallowly.
"If you couldn't tell… I've never done anything like that…or-this."
She says looking at the ceiling with a little laugh, the lights looked like stars in the sky. Just realizing the music in the background.
He awwed softly, but paused as he felt her thumb trace his lips. "You… you're free today?" He asked softly, gazing at her. "Oh, no, no worries. I've never kissed someone, like, ever, so…" He laughed softly, his cheeks reddening as his awkwardness came back to haunt him. He rose his gaze with her, inhaling shakily and exhaling just as much.
"That was really great, though, CC. Thank you."
"Ah! Is that what you're supposed to say?! Note taken!"
Says as she looks back at him,
"Um, thank you…."
She says as she looks away, her face visibly red, embarrassed that she didn't know what to say.
"We should… Probably….get up"
She says noticing the fact that she was on him.
"Sorry…"
She says in a kind of whisper squeak thing only she could manage to do. She hated it to much.
Met giggled softly at her attempt to lighten up the mood, shaking his head. "No… I don't really know why I thanked you. You didn't have to… I'm- I'm just a dork." He rubbed the back of his neck and perked up when she spoke again. Then he seemed to realize they were indeed very close.
"Oh… it's okay. So… do you wanna get up first or…?" He didn't want her to get up at all, but it would have to be done eventually.
"Well, if you got up first, I would probably fall, so I'll get up"
She said laughing, now trying to figure out how to get up.
After a fee second, she got up, with at if apologizing included. Now standing in front of him, she held arm out in front if her,
"Need any help?"
She said, her hair looking crazy.
Met laughed as she stood and shrugged off her apology, taking her hand and slowly standing up, grabbing the wall as soon as he was able to.
"Alright. Thanks. I guess I should go take off my skates." He sighed softly and smiled at her. "Did you… did you wanna hang out at my place? My twin's not home and I just cleaned the house."
"Well… Going over to your house…might be too much right now. If anything more than friendship is going to happen… We should take it a tiny slower… So what about ice cream? Wanna grab some ice cream?"
She says holding onto his hand still, slowly lacing her fingers in between his. She wanted to kiss him again so badly, but she knew she shouldn't. She's wasn't the type of girl to kiss a guy only one full day of knowing each other. She hated the fact that she just did that, but she doesn't particularly regret it. She was always one to take things slow, never rushing into anything, and this relation wasn't going to be any different.
"Oh, no, I was just… Nevermind." His cheeks were a dark red after she took his invite the wrong way. He didn't intend on doing anything to her. He just liked being inside and spending the day with his friends there. He also wanted to show more of himself to her (not literally) by showing her hobbies that he did. To show that he wasn't just some dork obsessed with school, but rather with bands and music. He rubbed the back of his neck with his free hand and nodded about ice cream. The creamery nearby had a nice birthday cake ice cream that he liked a lot.
Noticing his change in expression, she couldn't help but reach up, grabbing his shirt and pulling him down to her level. Licking her lips for a split second before she pressed her lips against His once more.
"You taste nice"
She said pulling away skating away laughing, but at the same time extremely flustered.
"Okay boys, rinks closed, until nine, you can come back then."
She said with a totally different tone, still nice, just more….bossy.
Met gasped as he was tugged down all the way to her level and he watched her lick his lips with even more of a blush. He kissed her back, but the kiss was short lived, just like his confidence in inviting her over. He gave a slight grin, though he knew that question would haunt him for the rest of his life if they didn't work out as a nice couple. He sat down and took off his skates with one hand, careful to still hold hers.
"Are you guys open tomorrow?"
"Well, if you want me working here then no, but they are open tomorrow. I also work at a snowcone shack, it looks like a mini trailer, it's super cute. But anyway, i work there tomorrow."
She says pulling her white and pink skates off.
After she cleaned up the place, she looked over at Met,
"You ready to go?"
Met handed her back his skates and yawned a little. He was still a bit groggy but he was definitely up for the day. He helped her clean up the best he could without getting in the way.
"Maybe I'll buy one and test your snowcone making skills," He said with a smile and a laugh, somewhat joking. "And yeah, I'm ready to go."
"Well! My snow one making skills are like none other!"
She said putting her hand on her hip, swinging the buildings keys like a madman.
Met giggled at her cheekiness and went to walk out. "I'll wait for you outside." He let her hand go slowly and sat down on the bench outside, taking out his phone. He didn't notice that his twin had texted and called him.
Where are you?? I need u to go grocery shopping!
Met???
What the fuck are you doing?
His twin never really bothered to censor himself. It was pretty annoying on Met's part.
Sorry, I was out with someone. I'll go grocery shopping later. I need to wait to get paid tomorrow.
Walking outside, she wrapped her arms around him from behind the bench, he hair now up in a long ponytail.
"Whatchya doin?"
God damn, it's about time u answered i– Met jolted his head up from his twin's response and smiled, shoving his phone away.
"My twin was texting." He stood up, pocketing his hands. "So where to?"
