My First Kiss 👄

Because it's late and I can't sleep and I still have PTSD. Inspired by @ListPrompts
  1. I was 15? I think. He was a couple years older.
  2. We were totally comfortable with bantering and hand holding... Yet, Casanova had never once put the moves on.
  3. It was after the prom (which I was too young to qualify for, but I could be his date) and we were at a friend's house.
  4. I could tell he was building this up to be a big romantic moment and it was going to bomb. I could feel it in my soul.
  5. Around dawn, he led me outside to "watch the sunrise together".
  6. So, we stood on the curb and stared at the suburban sprawl. We weren't touching or even looking at each other.
  7. I couldn't handle the tension! As I turned to say "maybe we should go back inside" he rapidly approached my face.
  8. My survival instincts kicked in and I ducked 😬. His confidence hit an all time low and I felt horrible.
  9. So, I took matters into my own hands and leaned in.
  10. I distinctly remember his lips feeling cold and slimy.
    And thinking - "is this what kissing is?! This is not as good as I thought it would be"
    Like so.
  12. "Everyone is probably looking for us. Maybe we should go back inside." I said politely.
  13. Every other encounter was very similar to the first.
  14. After we broke up, I was a little traumatized to kiss again. It didn't seem fun.
  15. But, I was incredibly wrong.
  16. I've devoted my life to repairing my first kiss. 💋