It Was Like a Dream

I was 17, had my first party at my house when my dad was away for a week. My friend who I had liked for three years followed me into my bedroom when I went to get something. Somehow he managed to unhook my bra and slide it off, as I was laughing nervously, too overwhelmed to stop him. I was standing there trying to cover myself, not thinking at all about what would happen next, when suddenly I realized he was leaning in to kiss me. I let go and slowly tilted my head up. Closed my eyes. We kissed. It was light and easy. We touched lips gently a few times, he pulled me closer. All I could think of was how I couldn't believe I was doing this. Then the door opened, and my friend came in, in a silly, drunken voice, saying "What's going on in here?" and I pulled away from him and got dressed. He took a picture of me sort of staring into space, feeling somehow sad and confused despite that this was the moment I had been waiting for forever..

itsallgoodstarfish itsallgoodstarfish
1 Response Mar 22, 2009

This is really cute!