*Note: Yes, I own this story. I am WAT. :p *
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This is our story. Plain, simple, fast…and with cars.
I was in the passenger seat, looking outside the car window. Bored with traffic.
You turned on the radio. Some famous 90s band was playing.
I shifted my attention to you. Reached for the volume dial, turned it down.
You stared at me and smiled. Then, upped the music.
I went for the volume knob again. Lowered it. Looked at you in return.
You turned up the music once more. Blasting Creep like crazy.
I reached for it one more time.
But, you intercepted my hand. Held it. Shifted the gear to drive and stepped on the gas pedal.
I looked at you. Surprised with the gesture.
Your hand still holding mine. You asked how I was feeling.
With chest pounding and butterflies in my stomach, I yawned. Deliberately.
Suddenly, I was in a deep emotional whatever-you-call-it shit .
You gave me a pillow. Placed me comfortably beside you. Releasing my hand.
I thanked you. My eyes wandered outside. Obviously, avoiding conversation.
The cars were in standstill. Festivities somewhere in the area.
Your hands cupped my face. Your fingers gently tracing my ears.
I was startled. Tickled, too.
Your hands traveled to the side of my body. Made their way to my back. Playful hands eventually rested on the small part of it.
I was uncomfortable with the situation, because it was new to me. Everything’s new to me.
I silently released a sigh of relief.
You turned back your attention to the road. Your two hands gripping tight the steering wheel.
My gaze shifted once more outside the window.
You took my hand again. Did not let it go.
That was all that you said. I was about to respond when…
You surprisingly kissed me.
I was shocked. Dumbfounded.
My insides were about to explode. I wasn’t ready with your advances. But hell yeah, I somehow liked those moves.
This time, I kissed you back.
I lost all my control. Maybe my sanity too.
Heat rising from our bodies.
The kisses became deeper…and deeper…and deeper.
I returned your kisses with the same fervor.
Our tongues colliding. The two of us gasping for air.
My world stopped for a minute or so.
You released yourself from me. Shaking your head in very funny manner.
I stared down. And fixed myself.
You looked at me sheepishly.
The car at the back. I ignored you.
They’re waiting. I was not able to hide my smile.
And we both had a good laugh at it.
Am I too late? You nervously asked.
So…Are we? Together? You fumbled with words.
