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Stars

It was somewhere around August to October. We were doing a science project that had to be worked on in pairs. Being best friends, it came naturally that we chose each other as partners.

We were fourteen at the time and I had just started to realized that the feelings I had for more best friend was starting to grow in a more than friends way.

Anyway, I don't exactly remember what the project was. I just remember that it had something to do with microscopes and stars that's why we stayed outside.

Nearing midnight, we were both really busy. My parents allowed me to sleep over at his place since he has been my best friend for about a year and a half by then and they trusted us both not to do anything - despite how much I secretly wanted to.

Thinking back on it now, I find it extremely amusing how it was possible for me to be as innocent as I was back then...

Moving on, I remember being very tired and resting in the bench they have in their backyard. I was watching the stars, doing my best to stay awake.

After a few minutes, Andy sat beside me and wrapped an arm around my shoulders. I stayed quiet and we both just watched the stars.

I don't remember the exact conversation, but it pretty much happened like this:

"Which one's your favorite star, Andy?"

He replied in a soft whisper. "That one." He pointed to a star somewhere at the side.

I frowned. "Why? It's nothing special."

He laughed, pulling me closer to him. I remember inhaling a sharp breath because his delicious scent filled my nose. "Who are you trying to kid, Saph? That star may be covered and outshined by many other stars, but it still shines the brightest of them all."

I had a feeling we weren't just talking about the stars anymore so I looked up. . . and found his green eyes staring at me. I wanted to talk but I didn't know what to say so I just looked at him.

After a few seconds, he smiled and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. "There are those stars, Saph, that shine extra brightly. But that's only because that's what people choose to look at. They do their best to impress people who only like looking at them because they're pretty. But there are also those stars that, although aren't appreciated as much, shine naturally bright. Sometimes, even brighter than the ones in the spotlight all the time."

I sat up but was still flushed against his body. I remember feeling very trapped in his arms.

I was going to ask him what exactly was he trying to tell me when he beat me to it.

"Have you had your first kiss, Saph?"

I blinked, shocked by the unexpected question. "No."

He smiled, pulling me closer, practically sitting on his lap. "Good. Your first should be with someone who truly cares about you."

I'm not sure but I think I blushed. I remember my face heating up and Andy's smile turning into a playful smirk.

His face was getting closer to mine. "Who do you think should be my first then?"

His smirk was still there but his green eyes were intense. "Someone who knows you like the back of his hand. Someone who will always be there for you, no matter how much you push them away. Someone who knows how valuable you are. Someone who knows just how bright you can shine, despite hiding behind the shadows of others."

"Someone like you?"

He smiled again. "Someone like me."

Before I could respond, Andy smashed his lips with mine.

Now, I'd like to say that my first kiss was perfect. The fireworks exploded, the bombs boomed, and all those other fairytale ****.

But if I did, I'd be lying.

My first kiss was exactly how a first kiss should be like. Slow, awkward and sloppy. I remember his tongue softly going in my mouth. The weird sounds we were making. How my hands awkwardly played with his hair and how his hands rested on my waist.

Yet, despite how imperfect my first kiss was, I would never change it for anything in the world.

Because even with all its imperfections, I shared my first kiss with the one boy I fell in love with.
ohmyfvck ohmyfvck 18-21, F 4 Responses Feb 5, 2013

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heyyy thats something else... are you sure its not just the writer in you?

Hahaha, no. :))) The words might not have been the exact ones, but they are what I remember. I mean, come on, this happened four years ago, but I swear on my grave the whole thing is true. :)

wow thats amazing the start of of something wonderful....romance?

Thank you. :) Sadly, no. We decided to stay friends. Then tragedy struck and I hope he's happy now. :)

Wow...what a beautiful experience!

Indeed it was. :)

That is such a lovely story, & Andy's a very lucky boy! :-)

Thanks. I miss him actually. Very much. But he's in a better place now, I guess. I just hate the fact that the idiot made me fall for him then left me to take care of myself when he left. ******.

Some mothers do have 'em, lol :-)

Mothers?

Referring to the mother of the '******' who loved then left you! lol

Andy? He didn't leave me willingly. He was taken from me. By tumor.

OMG, so sorry! I didn't see that coming, the poor guy :-(

It's okay. It happened roughly around three years ago. I'm slowly getting over it.

Takes time, but time heals,

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