When he kisses me, I don’t kiss him back.
I’m holding back.
Maybe because I’m afraid of what will happen if I give in and kiss him back, I’m afraid of what I will see.
And that might have probably been me hallucinating, but doesn’t mean I’m not scared.
I think he realizes I’m not kissing him, so he pulls back.
“I’m sorry.” He says taking a step back.
I can see the guilt in his eyes and now I feel really bad for not kissing him back.
I really wanted to because, he is amazing and kissing him the other day apart from what followed next, it was amazing.
But then, what if it happens again?
I don’t know him.
I only met him this week, and that kiss was in a game.
“I was caught off guard.”
I lie, partly.
“It’s my fault, I shouldn’t have kissed you without your permission.”
“It’s cool
