Opposites {MEaNIE}

BOTTLES

"Well." He laughed and pinned me to the wall. Our foreheads were touching.

"What did you do to me Wonwoo." He smirked.

"Umm what." I laughed.

"I like you." He whispered.

I replay that nights events over and over in my head. Those were the words I wanted to hear from him for so long. The fuck is wrong with him! I chugged more liquor from the half empty Jack Daniels on the ground. I sat outside of the shop, and watched  the traffic. I hid the bottle behind my back as I saw people pass. 

"Wonwoo."

"What do you want?"

"Hand over the jack."

He sat besides me. I pass the bottle.

"Is this your way of telling me your not interested in me." He laughed. "Do you return my feelings?"

"So your not joking?"

"Why, would I?"

We faced each other, we began to move closer. Closing the space between us our foreheads were touching. His head started to tilt sideways as our noses touch. His lips gasp for the air in the little space. We breathed heavily. As he held me and brushed his lips against mine.