Luckily for you guys, I have half term coming up soon and exams over, so I shall be able to update almost every day...hopefully. Thank you for all the support I've had so far, I didn't expect to get such a response so quickly. Anyways, here's chapter 3.

Chapter 3

"Excuse me?" she stared opened mouthed at this lunatic in front of her, kiss him, he was joking right? Yeah, she liked him but there was no way she was ready to kiss him, she had barely got the courage to admit that she liked him.

"You heard me, I dare you to kiss me" at this very moment in time, the room seemed a lot darker, and Jess swore his face was getting closer to hers. She gulped as her eyes focused on the left over shot in front of her. Lifting the glasses, she drank it in one go and started to edge forward. There was a part of her that was saying 'go for it, you like him' but another part urging her to 'stop'.

What was she thinking? She was definitely going to regret this but she couldn't back out. Jess Day would never back out of a dare

"My lips are waiting" she cringed as she watched Nick's eye close and his lips pucker. She copied his actions as she shuffled in. Did he have to be so cheesy? The actually moment itself was not easy for her and he was really not helping.

"Okay...here goes" she took in a deep breath "getting closer" she felt the need to narrate her actions, to mainly help Nick prepare and to help herself prepare. Their heads started to gradually get closer; she could almost feel his breath on her face. Before long she hit something, was that his lips? The loud Ouch that followed told her otherwise

"Jess, you just head butted me" finally feeling the pain, she started rubbing her head and automatically reached out to rub his too.

They were pretty much best friends and she was used to doing things like that, but it was because they were best friends she was reluctant to say or doing anything about her feelings

"Sorry" she said, as she moved back slightly "Should I try again?" however hard it was for her, she was determined not to give up. A dare's a dare, and no matter what she would do it. A small flicker of light reflected off Nick as his head nodded, and Jess followed her instincts.

Obviously not learning her lesson, she leant in again, still with her eyes closed.

Her lips finally met him and she seemed to be getting into it, she felt her lips moulding to his skin. This wasn't so bad, it was fine; he was barely moving. Actually, his lips were different to how she had imagined, stiffer than she thought too.

"Jess?"

"Mhmm" she mumbled between kissing lips

"That's my cheek" abruptly her kissing stopped. She could hit herself, she was making out with his cheek? She was definitely out of practise with the whole kissing thing.
How embarrassing. She had to admit it... she was never going to complete this dare. As she began to move away, his voice stopped her

"These are my lips" he smiled slowly, pulling her face with his fingers, drawing her towards him.

Their lips met.

Jess could almost imagine the fireworks bursting in the background, the violinists playing her favourite song, the moment couldn't have been any better. Before she could get over the shock and embrace the moment, he pulls away

"erm, it's getting late, I have to go" Nick was stunned as he stumbled to his feet and began to walk away, running his hand through his hair. She could still feel where his lips had lingered on hers.

Jess remained seated, watching as he walked off into the distance and reality struck. Things just got awkward.

© Ms Zola, May 2012