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I didn't know what to say. Whitney gave me some hints that he loved me, but none of those cheesy yet romantic sayings could compare to this one. I still didn't know what to say, and I'm guessing that I'm starting to look pretty stupid just standing here, so I have decided to look into his eyes. Wow. I've never really noticed how attractive they are. They're hazel, but at this moment with the moonlight towering behind him they look a little more green. I tilt my head a little, and try to say something, but instead it came out as a whisper. "If I mean that much to you Clark, then why don't you kiss me already?" He grinned, and leaned in to give me a soft kiss on the lips. He took his hand in my hair and kissed the very edge of my lip. I shuddered, wrapping my arms around his neck. He then took his hand out of my hair, moving it to my hip. I looked up at him again, and we chuckled. I batted my eyelashes, leaning in for another kiss.
I don't think we should be doing this. But she's so beautiful, and now she knows how I feel about her. I'm afraid of returning the kiss. What if this is just some big spell, and it gets broken once I start kissing her back? Wow, now she's nipping at my bottom lip. I might as well give in and enjoy the moment.
He's wrapping his arms around my waist now, and pulling me closer. I just started thinking, how long is this going to last? I don't want this to be some brief moment. I don't think it is anymore, because he's tracing circles on the small of my back. I shiver again, now realizing that the smallest touch can make my body light on fire. Oh no, he's pulling away for air.
Wow, that was great. I knew that she would be a good kisser. But I have to keep in mind, there's more to her than that. I can't be like Whitney, treating her like some prize. She's giving me this look. I guess she noticed the look of disgust on my face. "What's wrong, Clark?" she asks, playing with the hair behind my ear. "Remember that time Whitney rescued you from that bug boy? I don't even remember his name now." I ask, running a finger down her cheek. "Yes, I remember. I was so scared. I am so glad Whitney came." That was when I let go of her. I couldn't stand listening to her saying that he was the hero.
He let go of me. Was it something I said? "Clark? What's wrong?" I ask, moving closer, but not too close, afraid he would push me away. He shook his head. "You never knew." he whispered, looking out at the midnight sky. "Knew? Knew what?" I said, touching his arm softly. "I was the one that tried to save you Lana." He said, turning to me. I looked at him, baffled. "I was the one who told Whitney where you were hidden. I went near there to try and stop bug boy, and when I came back, there you were, all over Whitney." He stated. Then he turned away. "And I was even the one who gave your necklace back that night." He mumbled. Honestly I wasn't that surprised. After all the things he said, I would've imagined that he did another romantic thing for me. And I didn't even do anything in return. That's what makes me sick. I swallowed, turning his shoulder to face me. "Is there anything else you did for me that I don't now about?" I ask him, wrapping my arms around him for an
embrace. "Well I did tell Whitney that you deserved an explanation for him being distant, but I'm sure you already know about that." He said, running two fingers down my neck.
I feel like I'm in church confessing my sins. Well I'm not exactly confessing my sins, but I'm confessing things. Maybe I'm confessing acts of kindness, acts of love. "Is there any more things you want me to confess?" I ask her, kissing her forehead softly, like a passerby on the street. She smiled. "Where were you instead of my birthday party?" That's an easy one. "I don't mean to sound full of myself, but...well actually it's a pretty long story." I say lightly tugging on a lock of her hair. "I've got time." She says, letting go of me and sitting on the couch. She pats on a spot next to her. "Please tell me." She says, pouting. I grin, then sit next to her. "Okay, well, you know that girl that was a little overweight? Jodie?" I say, adjusting my position so I can make eye contact with her. "Yeah, she was a really sweet girl." She says laying her head back on the couch. I do the same, relaxing a little. "Yes, well, she found a great, fast way to lose weight. It turns out
that she was losing weight too fast, so then she realized that she needed body fat, because it keeps her going longer..." "And someone was around her when she got hungry." She said knowingly, putting her head on my shoulder. I chuckle. "Yeah. And the person that was with her was Pete. "Oh my. I can't believe that I got so angry with you for missing my party when there was someone in danger like that..." she said, trailing off.
Wow, at least I know now why he missed my party. I feel so ashamed of myself for being so selfish. "And you even took time after to give me my birthday present! God, I feel so ashamed of myself now!" I said, looking at him. "No, it's fine. I'm glad I was able to give you your present though. You looked so happy." He said, kissing my cheek. I smiled. "Well I was. I received the most beautiful present that was truly from the heart, and I'm glad I shared that moment with you." I say, grasping his hand.
Thanks! I'm going to start a new chapter tomorrow. Maybe.
I didn't know what to say. Whitney gave me some hints that he loved me, but none of those cheesy yet romantic sayings could compare to this one. I still didn't know what to say, and I'm guessing that I'm starting to look pretty stupid just standing here, so I have decided to look into his eyes. Wow. I've never really noticed how attractive they are. They're hazel, but at this moment with the moonlight towering behind him they look a little more green. I tilt my head a little, and try to say something, but instead it came out as a whisper. "If I mean that much to you Clark, then why don't you kiss me already?" He grinned, and leaned in to give me a soft kiss on the lips. He took his hand in my hair and kissed the very edge of my lip. I shuddered, wrapping my arms around his neck. He then took his hand out of my hair, moving it to my hip. I looked up at him again, and we chuckled. I batted my eyelashes, leaning in for another kiss.
I don't think we should be doing this. But she's so beautiful, and now she knows how I feel about her. I'm afraid of returning the kiss. What if this is just some big spell, and it gets broken once I start kissing her back? Wow, now she's nipping at my bottom lip. I might as well give in and enjoy the moment.
He's wrapping his arms around my waist now, and pulling me closer. I just started thinking, how long is this going to last? I don't want this to be some brief moment. I don't think it is anymore, because he's tracing circles on the small of my back. I shiver again, now realizing that the smallest touch can make my body light on fire. Oh no, he's pulling away for air.
Wow, that was great. I knew that she would be a good kisser. But I have to keep in mind, there's more to her than that. I can't be like Whitney, treating her like some prize. She's giving me this look. I guess she noticed the look of disgust on my face. "What's wrong, Clark?" she asks, playing with the hair behind my ear. "Remember that time Whitney rescued you from that bug boy? I don't even remember his name now." I ask, running a finger down her cheek. "Yes, I remember. I was so scared. I am so glad Whitney came." That was when I let go of her. I couldn't stand listening to her saying that he was the hero.
He let go of me. Was it something I said? "Clark? What's wrong?" I ask, moving closer, but not too close, afraid he would push me away. He shook his head. "You never knew." he whispered, looking out at the midnight sky. "Knew? Knew what?" I said, touching his arm softly. "I was the one that tried to save you Lana." He said, turning to me. I looked at him, baffled. "I was the one who told Whitney where you were hidden. I went near there to try and stop bug boy, and when I came back, there you were, all over Whitney." He stated. Then he turned away. "And I was even the one who gave your necklace back that night." He mumbled. Honestly I wasn't that surprised. After all the things he said, I would've imagined that he did another romantic thing for me. And I didn't even do anything in return. That's what makes me sick. I swallowed, turning his shoulder to face me. "Is there anything else you did for me that I don't now about?" I ask him, wrapping my arms around him for an
embrace. "Well I did tell Whitney that you deserved an explanation for him being distant, but I'm sure you already know about that." He said, running two fingers down my neck.
I feel like I'm in church confessing my sins. Well I'm not exactly confessing my sins, but I'm confessing things. Maybe I'm confessing acts of kindness, acts of love. "Is there any more things you want me to confess?" I ask her, kissing her forehead softly, like a passerby on the street. She smiled. "Where were you instead of my birthday party?" That's an easy one. "I don't mean to sound full of myself, but...well actually it's a pretty long story." I say lightly tugging on a lock of her hair. "I've got time." She says, letting go of me and sitting on the couch. She pats on a spot next to her. "Please tell me." She says, pouting. I grin, then sit next to her. "Okay, well, you know that girl that was a little overweight? Jodie?" I say, adjusting my position so I can make eye contact with her. "Yeah, she was a really sweet girl." She says laying her head back on the couch. I do the same, relaxing a little. "Yes, well, she found a great, fast way to lose weight. It turns out
that she was losing weight too fast, so then she realized that she needed body fat, because it keeps her going longer..." "And someone was around her when she got hungry." She said knowingly, putting her head on my shoulder. I chuckle. "Yeah. And the person that was with her was Pete. "Oh my. I can't believe that I got so angry with you for missing my party when there was someone in danger like that..." she said, trailing off.
Wow, at least I know now why he missed my party. I feel so ashamed of myself for being so selfish. "And you even took time after to give me my birthday present! God, I feel so ashamed of myself now!" I said, looking at him. "No, it's fine. I'm glad I was able to give you your present though. You looked so happy." He said, kissing my cheek. I smiled. "Well I was. I received the most beautiful present that was truly from the heart, and I'm glad I shared that moment with you." I say, grasping his hand.
Thanks! I'm going to start a new chapter tomorrow. Maybe.