Small town romance - 6. Chapter 6

Small town romance

Chapter 6

I did it.

I kissed him.

I shared a kiss with the most gorgeous boy on earth…

OH MY GOD I KISSED HIM!!!

Ok… ok… enough with the mini freak-out here, you’ve got much more important things to deal with, like the aftermath of your stupidity.

He… he was just sitting there, not moving, not saying anything. What? Steeling myself for what I would see, I sneaked a glance upward at his face.

His expression was plain, unreadable. He just… stared at me. With those beautiful eyes, those swirling vortexes of colour that threatened to suck me in. Come on, say something, anything! This silence is killing me! At least hit me and call me a fag or something, dammit come on!

“Um…”

OH MY GOD HE’S GONNA SAY SOMETHING! Wait… I should at least give him an explanation, he deserves that much. I held my hand up to silence him. His lips, still slick with my saliva, promptly closed, waiting patiently for my statement.

“Um… first of all I’m sorry about… that. I… I just needed to do that at least once or I would’ve gone insane.”

I cleared my throat.

“Second of all, I’m sorry for keeping this secret from you. I just…”

I took a deep breath.

“I like you. I really like you. Well, I’m sure I already proved that with… that, heh heh.”

A moment of silence.

“So… I didn’t mean to make you angry or anything. I just thought you deserved to know. I don’t like keeping secrets from anyone. So… yeah.”

I lowered my head and closed my eyes, ready for the rebuttal, vocal or physical, whatever form it was going to come in.

“Nikita.”

I stiffened. That’s the first time he’s called me by my full name.

“Would you look at me… please?”

“I-I…”

“Please?”

God, I couldn’t resist that silken voice. I looked up. He still had that same expression. I just can’t tell what he’s thinking, dammit! That’s one hell of a poker face.

He scratched at his cheek for a moment before finally speaking.

“So… is that all you wanted to say?”

I blinked, confused and scared at the same time.

“Er… Yes.”

I replied, cringing at the quiver in my voice.

“Good.”

“Wha- mmmph!”

I didn’t get to finish my question…

Because a very familiar pair of lips had planted themselves on mine.

Chris…

He’s…

Kissing me…

…

OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD!!!!

HE’S KISSING ME!!!!!

…

Well don’t just sit there you dick waffle, kiss him back!

So I did. I shivered as Chris placed both his hands on my hips, lightly squeezing them as he nipped at my bottom lip. I moaned into our lip lock as his tongue lightly probed my lips. I gladly let it in, whining in bliss as I tentatively drew into a euphoric dance with Chris’s tongue and mine. I could hear Chris moaning into our kiss, letting me know that he was enjoying it as much as I was. My head was spinning, my mind going blank…

My first kiss…

I’ll remember this moment for the rest of my life.

My body was turning to jelly so I leaned back to steady myself on the bed…

Only to find nothing but air.

“Mmmph!”

My big clumsy butt slid off the sheets and somehow I brought Chris down with me. My back landed on the carpet with a resounding but muffled thud while Chris fell on top of me, his head landing on my belly.

God, why am I such a clumsy idiot?! I ruined a wonderful romantic moment.

“Heh… Heehee…”

Huh? Was Chris-

“Pffft, hahahahahahahah!!!”

Chris began laughing his well-toned ass off at our little spill. I wanted to pout but his giggling was infectious so I just ended up joining in. We both lay there giggling like monkeys for a minute until we finally stopped to catch our breath. I was much more comfortable now but…

“So, um… does this mean…?”

I trailed off. Chris smiled and reached for my hand, grasping it gently in his.

“Yeah… I like you too Nikita.”

He…

…

OH MY GOD HE LIKES ME TOO! HE LIKES ME TOO, HE LIKES ME TOO, HE LIKES ME-

“The hell are you two doin’ up there?!”

I jumped as Grandad’s booming voice resounded from downstairs.

“N-Nothing!”

I replied, trying to stifle a giggling Chris.

“Well keep it down! Tryin’ to watch me shows!”

“Ok!”

I giggled as Chris began to tickle me playfully.

“Thanks for the soft landing.”

He remarked, patting my ample belly. I looked away, blushing furiously.

“Um, n-no problem. Heh.”

We gazed longingly into each other’s eyes. This was wonderful… but something was still bothering me.

“Hey Chris.”

“Mmm?”

“How did you know where I lived? Because I forgot to give you my address yesterday.”

Chris just smiled bashfully, scratching his cheek again.

“Oh I just went to every house on the street asking for Nikita. It only took me about an hour until I found the right one.”

…

I stared at him for two seconds before bursting out laughing.

“Pffft hahahahahahahah! Oh God my sides! Heeheehee!”

“What?! It worked didn’t it?!”

We both split our sides, lying there on my bedroom floor.

Boy Nikita… you’ve picked a keeper. Heh heh…