Author's note: Enjoy, no flames please.
COLLIDE
She wasn't sure how obviously clear it was that she wanted nothing more than to entwine her small petite frailess hands with his large gruff boyish ones. But she sure as hell knew that she wasn't about to see what would possibly happen if she stuck around any longer.
"I'm ganna go get some water, don't wait up," she informed him; already walking in the opposite direction they were going.
"Um…Okay," he mumbled incoherently.
She sighed in definitely as she pushed her way to the double structured vending machines about three feet ahead of her.
The day was to hot for anybody's good, and the cloudless bright sky above her contributed to that matter. Hundreds of people littered the streets around her talking and shouting rapidly as if they were all in some contest she somehow didn't know about.
Digging her right hand into her pocket, she fished out two crumpled ones and immediately feed them into the large looming machine in front of her. In response it coughed up three shinny quarters and a compensating cold 12 oz. Bottle of fresh spring water.
She quickly snatched up her quarters out of the small slot in the machine and dropped them lazily into her left pocket on her cream colored shorts. She turned around briskly to notify if she could see any sign of Kevin near by, when she completely rammed into the chest of the person now beside her on the warm concrete ground.
"Oh my gosh! I am so sorry; I didn't even know you were standing there. Oh my- are you ok?" she managed in one breath.
The person beside her rolled over so they were now facing each other. Astronomically captivating intense bright blue eyes stared back at her in awe and amusement.
"I'm fine," he chuckled kindly while helping her up.
He dusted himself off, quickly and turned his attention back on her.
Blond straight hair swept over the near left side of his eye. Gleaming and nobly soaking in every ray of sun beaming onto it. His smile was lopsided, but completely and utterly attractive, and trigged a slight crease below both of his eyes.
He held up a confident stance, but not at all conceited. His dark blue T-shirt hung onto all of his tight muscles, and his white cut off denim pants showed off his well-defined tan.
She couldn't stop starring.
"My name's Chris," he held out his hand.
"Gwen," she stated over the uproar of the buzzing people around them. And voluntarily shacking his hand.
"Nice to, uh…run into you," he smiled at her.
She giggled at his statement.
"Likewise."
The continued to shake hands while staring and smiling at each other, thoughts glazed over and rigid. Not minding the people swarming around them.
"So listen." He let go of her hand and looked sheepishly at the ground. "I was uh…wondering if you've already had lunch yet today uh…because there's this new place that just opened and I've really been wanting to try it out…"
Her smile radiated more than the annoying sun.
"Yeah, I'd like that."
"No she wouldn't."
Gwen turned around sharply to find Kevin standing not even two inches behind her.
"Uh, Kevin-."
"And who the hell are you supposed to be?" Chris asked defensively as he toke a step towards Gwen.
"Her boyfriend," he answered spitefully.
"What?" Gwen hissed.
Chris obviously taking Gwen's hint narrowed his eyes and took another step towards her.
"Yeah right buddy, but since you obviously cant handle rejection and I don't wanna start anything today I'm ganna leave it at this," Chris said. All the while taking Gwen's hand and writing his number on the back of it with a ballpoint blue pen he found in his back pocket.
He smirked at her when he finished and brought her close to him so his lips were a mere centimeter away from her face.
"Call me sometime," He whispered tautly in her ear.
She blushed and nodded faintly. Seconds later she felt her right arm give a hard tug as she was being dragged back to Kevin's car.
Kevin…
He opened her car door hastily before going to the driver's side and opening his own door with just as much force as Gwen's.
The car ride was silent, except for the muffled squeal of tired outside of them.
He finally stopped the car near a small-bloomed green grove. Vines and bushes infected the lawn like a growing dieses. And the now setting sun cast a romantic flare over the entire field.
"Gwen…"
"What the hell happened back there?" she snapped.
He momentarily looked stunned at her outburst. But quickly covered it up with an equally annoyed expression on his face.
"He purposely ran right into you and…he had his hands all over you!" he defended.
"We were just talking!" she exclaimed angrily.
He snorted.
She opened her mouth in a small silent-astounded cry.
Gwen struggled for words but her mind was cluttered with un-pure thoughts of killing Kevin.
What the hell is his problem?!
"…Why do you care anyway?" she asked after a long few minutes of deep breaths and rubbing her temples furiously.
He grunted something incoherent and pushed open his car door roughly and stormed heatedly out of the car.
She quickly followed him.
"Answer me Kevin!"
He didn't turn around or stop walking until they both stepped onto a small white painted bridge in the middle of the clearing overlooking the shimmered blue lake below them.
"Kevin! For god sake turn around! Your acting like a freaking five year old for once in your life could you just-."
She tried, she really did. But as soon as he lounged for her, she just couldn't pry her needy hungry lips away from Kevin's warm soft ones.
He held onto the back of her neck like a lost puppy would a slab of raw meat. He roughly dug his tongue inside her mouth, surprising her immensely. His loose wet tongue danced with her own, exploring every single inch of her satisfying mouth, temptation arose him, and he carefully slid his hands lower and lower until they finally landed on her fragile hips bringing her as close as there bodies would allow them to.
Her hands slowly wound there way through his hair, massaging his scalp tenderly with her fingertips.
He broke apart slowly, leaning his forehead on hers and whispered.
"I care about it because I care about you."
His voice sounded scratchy and sincere at the same time. Like he was attempting to hide his nervousness of the situation.
Gwen gazed at him, almost smiling at what she had been waiting to hear for almost six months now.
Wait…
She took a step back, but was still close enough so that she could feel Kevin's hot breath quicken on her lips.
"I've been waiting so long for this," she began quietly.
He eyes her cautiously.
"But six months Kevin? What the hell took you this long?"
The mortified confused look on his face made her realize that he expected her to jump into his arms by now.
"I mean, I even told you to ask me out and you never did. We could have died fighting supernatural aliens from another world and you never could even work up the courage to take me out to dinner. You knew I like you! And you just completely ignored my feelings. Then you yell at me because a boy gave me his number and you expect things to fall right into place?" she ranted angrily.
He took a step towards her, eliminating the small space in between them, and placed her cold hands into his warm extended fingers.
Perfect match.
"Gwen," he started. "I wanted to ask you out more than I wanted to upgrade the silver extended edition micro spinners on my car. But you are just so amazing and perfect that I just knew I would screw up for sure. So I know it took me a while to do it but now I know that I can handle this. I can handle…us," he blushed a brilliant shade of pink.
She crossed her arms.
"Did you just suddenly wake up one morning and decide all of this?" she asked, vacantly showing any sign of believing his story.
"Uh-I…fuck, just…come with me," he tugged on her hand gently signaling her to follow his lead.
They both walked off the Minatare Bridge and through scattered leaves that had fallen on the ground from the large trees that surrounded them.
They were at his car in a matter of minutes.
Kevin glanced at her quickly before carefully circling his car, sneaking in quick glances for any sign of a dent or a scratch on his newly painted green exterior.
She rolled her eyes at his usual antics.
Eyeing her again, he touched the hood of his car but quickly brought back his hand like he was scorned at the touch of his car.
"This is really embarrassing," he mumbled more to himself than her.
He fidgeted with the keys he ad just dug around for in his pocket. Mumbling sentences about bonfires coming to late and how he would never live this down.
She was getting impatient. But he didn't seem to notice.
He just kept on mumbling and hesitating near the tiny silver lock perched onto his trunk. Separating her from what ever was in there that was making Kevin act like this.
She sighed.
"Enough of this."
Gwen gathered a small amount of pink energy in her dainty right hand and threw it forcefully at Kevin's trunk. Making it pop open enthusiastically without a scratch.
She walked over to the exposed items in the now open compartment.
She gasped.
"Oh my god…" she mumbled.
Kevin looked away.
Inside his trunk lay at least a hundred old and new looking books, all on the subject of…love.
She reached in slowly and grabbed a thickly bounded book on the top of the many many piled of hard and paperback books.
Lover for the mindless, how to capture her heart in the palm of your clueless hand, by Andrea Thomas It read.
"Kevin-," she gaped at him.
"I stole most of the books when you and Ben weren't around, I figured that if you read like a maniac and was to damn smart for your own good then I could…well, somewhat do that same thing," he explained.
She still stood rooted in her same spot, shocked and baffled, and holding the proof in her right hand that Kevin Levin had finally fallen in love with her.
She couldn't believe it.
"Kevin…" she tried to find the right words to contemplate her feelings in a dazzling and witty sentence. But as she glanced down at the book in the crook of her arm and the handsome boy in front of her, starring at her with the most intense look she had ever seen him wear, only one thought came to mind.
"I love you."
And in half a second she was gracefully picked up off the lush grass covered ground and into a pair of strong steady arms.
She wrapped her skinny legs around his waist, and her arms tangled there way around his thick neck.
She kissed him. Pressing her whole body against him.
His hands latched onto her hips, kissing her back with just as much force and intensity as he could without physically hurting her.
Breaking apart only for air he smiled genuinely at her before attacking her slender long neck, leaving bright purple marks in his lips wake. She tilted her head back, enjoying the tingles that went up and down her spine. Grasping tightly onto his black cotton T-shirt she swooped her head down and captured his swollen lips again- A moan escaped his raw conplected mouth when she grinded her hips hard into his, making him shiver with lust.
Gwen reluctantly pulled her lips away from Kevin's, gasping for air.
She laid her head calmly in the crook of his neck breathing in his cleanly striking aftershave. He nibbled on her earlobe earning a few breathless giggles from her in response.
She closed her eyes wearily on his shoulder.
"So…what happens now?" she asked him curiously.
He lifted his head out of her soothing hair and stared her straight in the eye. Magnifying the spurting spark growing more and more figurative with every passing glance.
He smirked mysteriously at her. Making her narrow her eyes suspiciously.
"I have an idea," he countered.
And before she could utter back her response, he ran with her still in his arms to the very same bridge they were on mere minutes ago. He stopped at a sudden halt catching her off guard, and lowered his solemn face near hers.
"Tell me how it is," he whispered, and threw her into the crystal like blue lake underneath the bridge.
Wide eyes shot horrendously back at him in pure confusion, but at the very last instant where the water was a mere inch from her back she blast a very large amount light pink energy around Kevin's muscular frame and dragged him in after her.
Hundreds of small monarch bubbles fluttered around her, as Kevin swam close enough to wrap his arms around her never-ever-have-to-even-think-about-a-diet-slim waist and pulled them both to the surface of the lake.
She made a small gasp for air as soon as their heads lifted out of the reapply-unsettled water.
"I highly doubt that that was in your books," she accused lightly.
He smirked at her and pulled her into a soft yielding kiss that only lasted several seconds before Kevin pulled away slowly. Still leering near her full pink lips.
"I needed to make sure you got that number off your hand," he teased.
Gwen laughed and leaned into his bulky embrace, pressing her mouth against his forcefully, wrapping her fit arms around his neck. Making his long hard torso flatten against her chest.
She pulled away.
"And what does your books say to do now?" she giggled.
"We'll get to that after this," he grinned at her coolly, then captured her lips in his once again.