Percyception wrote:Shadowstar1922 wrote:Percyception wrote:It may or may not have happened.
But I don't know if I wanna post details here yet.
i wanna know you should totally post deets brosef *~*
Okay.
So her name is Carly and she has green eyes and light brown hair and always has her hair in a ponytail.
Also she calls me "E" in part of it and that's because E is the first letter if my name. She never calls me that unless it's serious stuff.
Now, to the kiss.
First, we must travel back in time.
You can skip this part, it just makes the kiss make a LOT more sense.
We've known each other since kindergarten, but this is wear our story begins: 6th grade. Some kid is pickin' on her, and she's SUPER ticked off, so she's like "Please, just frickin go away." He replies, "Why should I?" And so she grabs my arm, (I was walking with her) and she says, "Because, my boyfriend will hurt you!" And inside I'm like "holy crap boyfriend" but I say to the kid "Y-Yea! S-So, beat it, j-jerk!" He
acts like he's not scared, but he actually
was sorta scared of me.
After school, we were walking home (we live pretty close to each other) and she's like, "Thanks, for, uh, what you did, b-back there... at school earlier today." I'm like, "No problem. I woulda beefed the guy up if he didn't stop buggin' ya. -flex-" She laughed, but said, "You
do realize you're not really my boyfriend, right?" "O-Oh. I k-knew that." She giggled and said "Dork." I could tell she was blushing hard though, and I knew I was too.
Now that I've given you the back-story, the actual kiss part will make sense!
May 13, 2014. 9:42 PMWe were leaning on the rail of her tree house, the first fireflies of Summer happily blinking their graceful light in the dark. The moon light glimmering on her pool, and we were alone. She just had a pool party, and I stayed to help her clean everything up. We had finished putting everything up, but with her parents out, her sisters asleep, and everyone gone, we stayed outside to talk. "Thanks for helping me out." "No problem." Sooner or later we talked about when we were kids. Then, we started talking about that day in the 6th grade, and she said that the kid that picked on her was at the party, but he wasn't a jerk anymore. I said, "Well, if he picks on you, you can always get me, 'cuz I'm your 'boyfriend'" She laughed, and then suddenly started to blush. She looked like she wasn't feeling very well.
"Are you, uh, okay?" "Y-Yea, I-I'm fine." "Do you need water? Some food, maybe? You may be hungry." She took a deep breath. "E, I've had a crush on you ever since that day. Like, big-time." "...I had a crush on you since then too." She, like, exploded in blush-ness. "R-Really? Y-You have?" "'Course I have, but... I didn't know you liked me." "I like you a lot. Let me prove it."
-she leaned in, and kissed me, for what felt like forever, and I wish it did last forever, yo.- "Well. That proves that." She giggled. "Dork."
LOL I'M SO SORRY IT'S SO LONG THANK YOU FOR READING IT THOUGH