I danced the rest of the night away as I enjoyed my last senior prom. It was everything I could ever imagine.
Once everything began to die down I got back into my wheelchair. My legs felt numb from dancing. Everyone came over to me and said goodbye. I was the last one there looking at the decor taking it all in.
Then I saw Puck come out of the bathroom. He saw me and came up to me.
"Hey, how was your night?"
"It was a lot of fun. How was yours?"
"It was great."
"I thought you were going to the anti-prom?"
"I did go, but it got lame, fast."
"I bet."
"Do you need a ride?"
"Um no I'll call my mom."
"No, I'll bring you home."
"You sure?"
"Positive."
"Okay," I smiled as he pushed me out to his car.
He helped me in his car.
"I can't believe that's it. That was our last prom."
"Yeah I know. Remember last prom?" He smirked. The last prom Puck drove me home too, and we kissed. It was the best kiss I have ever had.
"Yeah sorta," I smiled.
"I drove you home. You were dating Finn then and I was dating Lauren. You kissed me."
"Yes, Puck I remember."
"But then I pulled you back into the car and kissed you hard and passionate." I could still feel that kiss as if it were happening.
I closed my eyes and mumbled, "It was the best."
"What was that?" I opened my eyes hoping he had not heard what I said.
"Nothing."
"Did you say it was the best?" I didn't say anything. "Was it the best kiss you've ever had?"
"I'm not telling you this!" Flustered my cheeks turned red I tried to cover them with my hair.
"Okaaay."
He pulled into my driveway. I unbuckled my seatbelt and waited for his help to get out but he began to say,
"Did I tell you-you look absolutely stunning tonight." I blushed.
"Thanks."
"So you do remember the kiss though right?"
"Yes!" I laughed, nervous at what his intentions were. In my head, I was going over scenarios on how I would escape him from kissing me.
He leaned in closer, "You remember the warmth of our bodies, my lips soft yet aggressive. The passion you felt from the moment."
"Okay, are you trying to make me kiss you?"
"No."
"I just want to get that feeling back."
"You don't need to do this Puck. Don't ruin things between us now."
"How would kissing you ruin things?"
"It would make you confused with your emotions and you won't know what to do."
"It would confuse me or you."
"You of course!"
"Sure."
"I mean it-it wouldn't confuse me. I'm totally aware of my feelings for you."
"And that is?"
"Were are best friends."
"Were are a little more than that and you know it."
"Okay,...maybe a tad."
"More like a lot."
"You know what Puck don't tell me what will or will not confuse me because I know if I kissed you right now it would not mess with my head."
"Okay then do it."
"Do it? Do what?"
"Kiss me." He leaned in closer. Nervously I said,
"No."
"Why this is the only way you can prove it."
"No I-I can't."
"Why cause it would mess with your feelings."
"No," I said softly. I looked at his lips all perfect and his body angle towards me. With his gorgeous eyes looking into mine.
"Then why?"
"Becauseā¦." I took my hand and placed it on the back of his head. I pulled him closer to me. I looked at his lips once more before I closed my eyes and placed my lips on his. He kissed me back as we turned heads each time. This kiss was better than the last it felt like rockets exploding in the sky as planes flew across spelling out P&Q. I felt his tongue on mine. He came up for air as I pulled him back onto my lips.
