Alice's Pov:
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I don't know what came over me, but I stand up the moment he puts his lips on mine.
He looked disappointed, but this felt wrong.
I should have never done this in the first place.
What will he think of me now when he hears I almost kissed another boy?
It is late. I have to go. I say while taking my bag with the hand I was injured.
I hiss in pain, and he jumps up to take a look at my hand.
I jerk my hand back and walk away.
I quickly put on my shoes and opened the door.
"Let me bring you. You got injured because of me," he says.
Before I even could answer, he put on his shoes and walked past me.
Feeling defeated, I walk after him.
He goes in his car, and I do so too.
He asks me where I live, and I tell him.
The car ride was silent.
I wasn't mad at him. I was just mad at myself for going that far.
I am mad that I didn't push away earlier.
