Two lonely hearts meet in the dark,
Imagine it now they start a spark.
"Are you gonna kiss me or not?" Addison asked shyly, glancing up through her long lashes to look up at him. His heart, if he had one, would no doubt be racing right now. He found himself aching for that smile. He would be on the football field, in class, or even at home laying on his bed thinking about that dumb smile. Especially when he was the one that was able to elicit it from her.
"Well…" he grinned slowly at her now raised eyebrow. He loved that she could turn from shy to annoyed in two seconds. "Who am I to deny you what you want?" He mused, and pulled her closer to him. She rolled her eyes.
"Me? Like you don't want-" He cut her, probably too truthful rant, by crashing his lips onto hers.
He smiled into kiss as he effectively shut her up. Addison's lips were always warm against his cold, un-dead ones and he craved the foreign temperature of her skin. She pressed harder against his mouth; completely grabbing his full attention. He wrapped one of his hands around the back of her neck to pull her closer. His blood raced fast through his veins as she arched her neck in an effort to breathed him in more. His fingers began to wander feverishly until they tangled into her blonde locks.
He pulled away suddenly. He almost kissed her again though when her lips followed his, unwilling to seperate just yet. Her eyes held a tint of confusion and an adorable annoyance because he had pulled away. Her gaze made him want to attack her again; but he was on a mission.
He gently pulled off the wig, watching her the whole time. She gulped nervously for a second but then a sense of reassurance and confidence filled her features. She even helped him begin to pull it off the rest of the way. He smiled fully now and couldn't help but watch her for a second. She was always beautiful, always kind, but he loved the fact that she was finally believing in herself as much as he did.
He let both of his hands tangle themselves into her soft, white hair and he bit his lip.
"So much better… Because you're the most beautiful girl-"
She crashed her lips onto his in a searing kiss, this time it was her effectively cutting him off.
"You-" she said between a kisses, "Are-" Kiss. "Amazing-" Kiss. "Too."
His pulse raced as he yanked her closer. This he realized, was what he pictured in their someday. Not just the kissing though, although he would never complain about that. They're someday was one of acceptance and the embracing of insecurities. He loved their someday almost as much as he loved her.