Cyra had quickly begun to walk. She couldn't get why she acted the way she did. Once he got close to her she was all flustered. She thought she could hear him call out her name, but she didn't turn around. Suddenly someone took a hold of her wrist and turned her around. She was close to him again. She could feel his warm hands on her face. Wait, what is he doi-...
She didn't fight the kiss, rather she enjoyed it! Her face were now as red as a tomato. She clenched a fist over her beating heart and looked up on his face, he looked crushed. She couldn't understand what was happening.
"Im sorry, I've made a mistake, haven't I," He said. He didn't look like before at all. Before he had looked like a skirt chaser, now he looked defeated. She tried to find a fitting answer, but she couldn't find any words fitting for the situation. She didn't know if she liked him or not.
She walked up to him and hugged him. Her ear was placed just above his heart. It was beating fast, just like hers. She closed her eyes.
"Sorry. I need some time." She really needed to sort out her feelings.