lemonsandmelonsandpearsohmy:

I’ve never been so close to him. At least, in this way. Not mutually. I’ve never placed my lips upon his. No, never. On his temple, the top of his head, once his hand when I asked him to dance, sure. But here I was, in the living room, pressing my lips against his. I don’t know how it happened, honestly.

            We’d been fighting. Pretty intensely, too. We were both screaming and throwing our arms around, when it happened. He had spun around and was about to storm off, but I couldn’t let him. So I grabbed his shoulders and just crashed our lips together. I expected him to push me away and punch me, but I felt his muscles relax and him to slowly reciprocate. My eyes flew open and saw the clenched eyes of his and the delightfully embarrassed flush of his cheeks. I was just about to deepen the kiss and wrap my arms around him when he suddenly pulled away, face going redder. He spluttered for a moment before spinning around and stomping out of the room. I didn’t stop him this time.  

(Source: jadeharleyquinn)