This one's a little longer. There's a note at the end that I want you to read, but enjoy.
Chapter 4:
It takes me a moment to register what's happening, since I was just angry at him and now he's kissing me. I can feel his lips pressed against mine and some part of me wants to stay there, but I recoil away.
I'm still angry at him and he can't just kiss me and make me feel better. He opens his eyes and looks at me in surprise. I guess he can tell I'm still angry, because he looks confused. He looks so funny when he's confused, I almost smile.
"No, you can't just kiss me and think that I'm not going to be mad at you," I say and glare at him. I step back and sit down on the bed, and he slumps into a chair. He runs his fingers through his hair. I look anywhere but at Will, still mad at him.
"So you're n-not gay?" Will's voice sounds scared. "J-just please don't t-tell anyone. Please."
I look at him and see him looks at me, on the verge of tears. "Wait, what are you talking about?" I don't understand why he's so distraught. "Of course I like you, but I'm pretty sure you don't ask someone out by getting them mad and then kissing them."
Will's back straightens. He wipes away a tear and begins, "Wait, then why did you pull away? I'm so confused."
"So am I!" I pause to gather my thoughts. "I pulled away from your lips because I was still angry at you for annoying me."
Will lets out a laugh and lighten the air. "You had me going for a second that I just kissed a straight guy, and that would have been awkward." He pauses to feel his heartbeat. "Wow, that was a roller coaster of emotion."
We both stand up again, and I look up to see his face His eyes were still a little puffy from that quick bout of crying. "Sorry about that. I guess we're both pretty new to this dating thing." I crack a smile.
"Woah there. I don't remember you ever asking me out, Angel Boy," he hits me playfully and grins. "Can I kiss you again or are you going to flip out again?"
I step toward him and his silly smile and reply. "Don't think you're off the hook for getting me mad, though." I lean upwards and press my lips against his.
I can feel him press down against my lips and wrap his arms around my back. I follow suit and push my chest up against his, my arms wrapping around him.
I've never kissed anyone before, not counting the last kiss a minute ago, and I never expected it to go like this. The last kiss was too short for me to process, and I was angry, so it clouded my senses.
The butterflies in my stomach have doubled, but they aren't out nervousness, but excitement. I have to lean my head up a good amount just to reach his lips, but it's totally worth it.
His lips are gently but firmly pressed against my lips, and heat radiates from them. I don't care that my nose is uncomfortably squished up against his face. My whole body heats up noticeably and I can't imagine how much I'm blushing. All my anger from before has dissipated into something else I haven't felt in a while, joy.
I can feel him start to smile, even with our lips together, and I smile with him. He slowly pulls away from me, but doesn't untangle his arms from my back. We lock eyes and he smiles even more. "So is that a yes?" I grin. I'm so out of breath, I can't reply more than that.
I can feel his heartbeat hammering through his ribs, even though I'm a few inches from his chest. "Yeah," he whispers back, still smiling. His blue eyes sparkle with amusement. His tousled hair is even messier, which gives him such a cute look. I realize in that moment how much I'm looking up and how tall he is.
"So, was this your plan all along? To abduct me into the hospital and keep me here until we do that?" I ask him and it's his turn to blush.
"Yeah, it was," he bites his lip. "Well, I wouldn't keep you here forever, but I would have tried."
"That is so lame," I laugh at the idea. "But so cute." I lean up and kiss him again. This one was shorter just because Will's blonde hair gets in the way and I pull away from his lips.
We both spit out his hair and laugh. "You're so cute when you laugh," he says through a smile. We seem to do a lot of smiling, and I like it.
Before you go and judge me for whatever I did wrong (which I seem to do a lot), remember Nico's not the most socially comfortable person, and (at least I think) he would be awkward in that situation, however it would happen.
