I pulled on goth's wrist, attempting to bring him closer to me. Cray pulled on his other wrist, though I felt resistance other than want. Goth looked like he was bracing himself before being split in two.
    Cray finally pulled hard enough to make goth fall into his chest. I yelp before letting go of goth's wrist and tripping on my own shoe lace. I groan and pull myself up from the floor, glaring up at cray. His expression again showed restraint of some kind. I rubbed the back of my neck, feeling a crack at the bottom of my skull. I saw cray start to sweat and a worried expression filled his face...

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    After that awkward situation, goth, cray and I went our separate ways, or so I thought. Once I arrived home, I went to the bathroom in the kitchen. I grabbed the med kit and brought it out into the living room. I take off my hat and place it on the table.
    The crack in my skull really started getting to me. Right before I placed the alcohol covered rag to the crack, knocking interrupted the silence. I groan, setting the rag on the coffee table. I get up and walk over to the door, opening it slowly only to see cray. "What are you doing here?" I asked out of annoyance. He let out a sigh before replying.
    "I just...wanted to see if you were ok" I scowl at him. Is he serious?.
    "Of course i'm ok, now what is it your really here for?" his cheeks erupted in a light blush as he scratched the back of his skull. What is up with him?.
    "Well, actually, um...." he started trailing off. I wave my hand in front of his face, seeing no reaction. I could feel the heat radiating off of his face.
    "Hey, ya there?" I was starting to get confused now, what could he be so flustered about?. He seemed to jump from my sudden closier. Our faces were centimeters apart.
    My expression stayed blank though his face erupted in blush. I cock a brow at him, confused. He took in a sudden deep breath and grabbed my forearms. His lips(again, FACK LOGIC) crashed into mine, leaving me wide eyed. I didn't know what to do as a reaction, I only stood there, not even leaning into the kiss.
    Me and this guy have been fighting for months and this, this is what he does?. I finally gave in after a few minutes, settling into the kiss as he wraps his arms around my waist. Something wet slid across my bottom lip. I hesitantly open my mouth a small bit as his tongue darts in.
    This felt like heaven. His large hands wrap around my wrists, gently pinning them up onto the wall beside us. Soon he put both of my wrists into his one hand, using the other to go under my jacket. "W-wait!, just a second..." he immediately took his hand out from under my jacket and let go of my wrists.
    "S-sorry, I got a bit carried away..." I was still surprised he felt this way, we fought over someone he doesn't love when he was fighting against the person he does love, it makes no sense. I only stood against the wall, now realizing he took my first kiss. I cover my mouth, my face a vibrant yellow.
    He looks at me a little confused. "Is everything ok?" I nodded as I fail to speak. "Wait, was that your first kiss?!, I am so sorry!" he started to leave, taking a step out the door. Out of instinct, I grab his hand. His head twists to me.
    "C-could you...do it again?".....