As soon as Elle's lips touched mine, I lost it. The control over my body, shattered. I kissed her and not just kissed her. I french kissed her.
She tensed and I felt it. Wide-eyed, a gasp slipped through her mouth in complete shock. Her, gasping, made it all easier for me to kiss deeply. I touched her cheeks, caressed and guided her head.
I swiftly moved my other hand on her back to hold and guide her when I felt that her knees went weak, almost causing her to lose her balance.
Though at first, she did not move her parted lips to counter mine, but the second I bit her lower lip, savoring her sweet, soft and plumpy lips, she then started moving hers little by little until we moved in sync like we were answering each other's unuttered feelings.
Magical minutes passed and we soon stopped kissing, still looking at each other, eye to eye.
"Uhm…" she shyly stated, "I'm going in. I need to go in." Looking at me directly in the eyes, pursing her already swollen lips, showing me her sweet smile. "Yep— yep." I answered, still not believing it wasn't a dream.
Though I didn't want to, I had to bid goodbye to Elle. We bid our goodbyes and good nights, however I made sure she went in their house first before I started walking my way back to our house.
When I arrived, I observed that our windows weren't bright anymore, indicating that the lights were already put off and upon opening the door of our house, I noticed the solemn silence inside. My family were already asleep. Immediately, I went to prepare myself before going to sleep, but as soon as I got on my bed, I couldn't bring myself to sleep. I was looking into space, day-dreaming about what happened recently to Elle and I.
Touching my lips, I started to imagine the image of us, passionately kissing each other in a dark road where only Elle and I were the witness and the moon– which was a good source of romantic light. I started fidgeting my cellphone and sent a message to Elle, stating, "Are you asleep already?" and within a spilt second, she replied, "Can't sleep."
"Me too. Can't forget our kiss. Can't forget your lips." I sent back. A minute passed and I still couldn't receive her reply, I already started to panic so I sent another message stating, "I'm sorry. Was I being rude?" and got a quick reply saying, "No–no. Of course not. I was just imagining what we did." And another message came saying, "Will it be rude if I say I liked it?"
Upon reading her last reply, I quickly sent a message stating, "No. I'm actually glad you liked it since I was thinking maybe I briskly pushed the kiss and you would be disappointed or whatever."
"I liked it." She replied with a heart and smiley after the sentence.
"Can we meet again tomorrow?" I asked, but she replied, "That I don't know. I'm not sure if I can go out tomorrow." The news saddened me for I actually wanted to get along with Elle more, but a part of me still understands her situation.
"O.K…." I sent to her. "Let me just see you when we walk by your house tomorrow, yeah?" I added.
A swift reply came stating, "…and that I'll definitely do."
After reading her reply, I suddenly spotted the time which was already 1 am and immediately, I remembered Elle. She still has to help her father early in the morning in their store.
I hastily typed a message stating, "Good night, Elle. Though I wanted this conversation ti keep on going, I'd rather want you to sleep already 'cause it's already pass 1 in the morning. I love you and I already miss you."