His lips pressed firmly against mine; his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. The rain battered down on us. But I could care less, I didn’t want this moment to end. My arms draped across his shoulders pulling him into me. He gripped me tight as if hungry, yearning for more. His kiss, every inch of him took my breath away.
We slowly pulled apart from each other, catching our breath. I opened my eyes searching his face for some sort of explanation. He looked down at me lovingly his hands still holding my face. The strange rainstorm immediately stopped, and the sky was eerily calm again with twinkling stars shining overhead. This was it, the moment that all these weeks together had been leading up to. The moment I had longed for, dreamt of, and hoped would come, was finally happening. But my happiness was short lived. The second he kissed me my entire body began to fill with fear and doubt.