First for Everything
"So you're telling me that you, my best friend, never had your first kiss. I don't believe it." I rolled my eyes at him. "What is there not to believe!? I don't want to waste my first kiss on someone who doesn't know how to."
Charlie looked in thought for a moment before saying, "I could be your first kiss." My eyes widened. He could not be serious.
"What?" I asked him, unsure that I heard him right, but I knew he had. "I could be your first kiss." He said again but this time much slower.
"Why?"
"Because I know you would trust me with something like this."
"Alright." I sighed.
There were no words spoken after that and for a moment I thought Charlie was regretting his decision.
Before I could get something out, Charlie's lips were on mine. They were slightly chapped and felt nice against mine.
Charlie pulled away before I could comprehend it. He started searching my eyes for any signs of regret and when he found none, he smiled at me. I replicated his smile.
"This might be selfish, but I don't want anyone else to do that." Charlie said, biting his bottom lip. "It's not selfish." I said, reassuring Charlie. "Because I don't want anybody else to do that to you." Charlie smiled at this.
"So Hogsmeade next weekend?"
"Of course."