BPOV
Was i dreaming? Was i dead? If not then Edward Cullen's lips were currently attached to mine. I was shocked. This was the last thing i expected. Does he have the same feelings for me that i have for him? Wait why am i thinking this when is lips are currently attached to my top one so i closed my eyes and gave into the kiss. My lips kept latching onto his bottom one and his kept doing the same with my top. They fit perfectly. Like they were made for each other. My hands reached up and grabbed his hair pulling on it roughly while his hands trapped themselves in my hair and clasped on the back of my neck. We started to fall backwards and onto the dark dingy van floor and our lips kept on the race for dominance. I suddenly felt Edward's tongue sweep along my bottom lip asking for entrance and i wasn't going to deny him. So i opened my mouth as wide as it would go and his tongue and my tongue were suddenly fighting for dominance and neither of us were going to give up. Just then the Van swerved and his head hit the van making him moan. He fucking moaned. I was suddenly under neath him and he as pinning me to the ground. He was about to go back in for another kiss when the van stopped the front door shut. It was time to meet our fate.