He kissed me.
Through the adorable stuttering and nervousness, he kissed me.
And it was amazing.
Throughout my Freshman year, he was just a friend. A really close friend. We talked every single day at lunch. We got along so well. I liked him so much at the beginning of the year, but, I never had the courage to ask.
I met up with him again when school started, after a long summer of not saying a word to each other.
We've hung out so much since then, it's amazing. Those feelings just came back, almost as if they'd never gone away.
I've been dying to ask him for weeks, dying to confess how much I liked him, but I was just too scared of rejection.
Today, though, partially through watching a Gabriel Iglesias comedy thing on Netflix, I had said I was cold and covered up with my sweater. He put his arm around me and let me snuggle into him. It was just so comfortable and so natural. It wasn't awkward. It just felt...normal.
When he had to get up to leave, it felt sort of uncomfortable, almost as if we didn't know what to do.
He had walked to the door, grabbed his bag, then walked back to me, and stared at me.
While trying to ask me "Should we..kiss?" his words became jumbled and were very quietly mumbled. It was adorable how nervous he was.
He ended up just kissing me. And I loved it. I never wanted him to go away. I kept smiling during it, because it just felt so right.
I could've hugged him forever. He's just so comfortable. So warm.
And now I can finally call him my boyfriend<3
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