When Trouble Meets Trouble - S01 E138

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When Trouble Meets Trouble - S01 E138

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 138

Jonah’s Perspective

The lights were completely out and the sound of

people licking each other’s mouths (okay, maybe

that’s a bad description) filled the air. Should I kiss

Savannah? I want to but would she? What if the

lights go on and she sees it’s me? Then it’ll be weird

between us; that’s if we’re still friends! Who knows?

After I kiss her, she might realize what a creep I am!

I internally debated with myself when I sighed. “I’m

gonna go for it,” I muttered under my breath. I

reached out in the direction she was in a few

seconds before the lights went out. I’m praying that

she didn’t move and, God forbid, my sister is right

there. Just the thought of that makes me want to

vomit.

I grabbed her shoulders and leaned down. I heard

her breathing get heavier and I smirked slightly. I

pressed my lips to hers and wanted to sigh in

content. They were soft, like I’d expected, and her

mouth tastes like soda, but it’s nice. My body felt

warm. She stood still for a minute before she started

to kiss me back. I hope she doesn’t think this is

someone else…like, maybe, Francis? I’d seen him

aimlessly walking around, flirting with girls. Why am

I thinking about Francis when I’m kissing Savannah?

Talk about weird.

I hope she likes the taste of skittles. I ate two packs

before I found her on the balcony. She reached her

hands up and placed them on my shoulders. I felt

her shift and she was standing on the tips of her

toes, using my shoulders for support. What if I

stepped back? She’d fall straight on her face, landing

in a heap on the floor. I suppressed a laugh.

My hands were on her waist, holding her in place.

She took her hands off of my shoulders and went to

touch my hair but I grabbed her hands and placed

them on my shoulders again, shaking my head. It’s

not like I don’t want her to touch my hair (does this

make me sound creepy?) but it’s just that my hair

would give it away.

When the counter was at 27 seconds, she slowly

backed up. I realized that this was probably the last

time I’d get a chance to anonymously kiss her.

Cocky now, are we? I mean, maybe the last chance

I’d get to kiss her…ever. I grabbed her shoulders

once more and pressed my mouth to hers before I

let her go.

“Merry Christmas,” my voice came out raspier than I

planned it to but it’s better. She won’t know it was

me. I hoped that my lips weren’t red and swollen. I

noticed that Francis was standing right across from

us. I clenched my teeth as he looked at me and

raised his eyebrows. I gave him a glare before

turning to see people around us coupled up.

Savannah had a panicked look on her face. I don’t

regret it. Sierra’s face was red and she was wiping

her hair out of her eyes. I narrowed my eyes at

Blake. Sabrina was smirking and she caught my

gaze. Her eyes widened slightly and she took a step

closer, scrutinizing my appearance. I heard Sierra

whisper something to Savannah and Savannah

shrugged; her eyes had a tint of crazy in them.

“I have to go,” she muttered a bit louder. She didn’t

turn to look at me and she hastily made it out of the

party. I frowned slightly before realizing that if you

went to a party alone and you were anonymously

kissed, you’d be freaked out, too.

Sierra turned to look at me, her eyes curious. “Did

you kiss her?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I stated as I

turned and walked away. I walked out to the balcony

and looked over the edge.

“What a far drop,” I heard Francis declare. If he was

trying to make an entrance, he failed. It’s not even

that far of a drop.

“Not really,” I replied casually as I turned around to

look at him.

He stared at me for a moment before he narrowed

his eyes. “You like her, don’t you?”