Ask Him
From Create Your Own Story
With all awkwardness, you look at Jared’s red face, and reach out your arm to his. You pull it away from him and lay it gently between you on the armrest. Slowly you start at his shoulder, and massage down to his wrist. He says nothing, letting it happen. “Does it hurt?” You ask. He keeps quiet for a second before saying, “It doesn’t hurt. It's just sore.” You ignore his response and keep massaging. You ask another question. “Do you like me?” Emphasizing the Like. “It’s okay if you do.” Jared doesn't say anything. You stop massaging his arm, giving him room to speak. He looks at you. Square in the eye. Moving slowly, his arm comes around you. You feel it coming across your neck before it rests on your opposite shoulder. He pulls you close. In a soft motion he plants a light kiss on your lips. He pulls back almost instantly. Without thinking you try to kiss him back, by the time you do he has pulled away. Frustrated you make the next move. You move your arm to the back of his neck, pull him, and kiss. He kisses back. For a long moment you both are locked into a steaming kiss with each other. The break you get is when you both need air.
Breathing heavily and panting you pull away. Jared does the same. You sheepishly look up at him. He’s looking back at you, wondering what you want next.
