We have kissed .
He has taken my first kiss .
The worst part is I kissed him back .
But that's the thing , I ..... didn't hated it as much as I had hoped for . Hell , it was the best kiss ever . Yeah , It was my first kiss but can't blame a girl for her excitement.
After I had gained my senses back , I pulled away from him . His hand still resting gracefully on waist , restricted my movements and so we stared into each other's eyes . His eyes so mesmerising and deep , holding something back which I couldn't quite place my fingers on were staring into my eyes . Though , it looked like he was reading my soul , by now I knew I was an open book for him . Whereas he , on the other hand can be quite mysterious and still amazing . We were polar ends .
He is quiet .
I am talkative .
He is guarded .
I am an open book .
He is dominant .
I am .... well , I am something I don't know.