Was he going to kiss me?

Ash

Was he going to kiss me?...I have no idea. I wish he was going to but now it's too late. He is already on his way toward the kitchen to put off the firealarm. I could ask him to kiss me later but that's too scary. And if I'm supposed to not fall in love with him then I better put myself together. I can admit that I'm attracted to him but I try to forget it. 

The fire alarm stops and here I am standing in his way too big clothes. It's like when kids are trying on their parents clothes and the clothes are so big so the kid gets lost in them. It feels kinda nicce tho....The smell of his colonge and the comforting feeling of the soft material agaisnt my skin.

He doesn't come back to where I am standing. He just shouts that the breakfast is done and I walk towards the kitchen.

The breakfast is nice and we don't talk much. I stare out the window and thinks about what happened before and how I secretly wished for him to kiss me.