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So This Is Just A Thing That's Happening Now I Guess

Jeremy's shoulders went stiff, and so did mine, because for a moment I think that I fucked up. My brain decides to interrupt, saying that I should probably be pulling away now. So that's what I did.

Correction: That's what I tried to do.

Because Jeremy wrapped his arms around my neck, tilted his head and he kissed back. Suddenly the screaming that engulfed my brain the day Christine told me that Jeremy got all blushy and giggly around me came back. He uncrosses his legs so that he could scoot closer. My mind was blaring emergency signals.

My mind starts piecing together what's happening:

I am kissing Jeremy Heere.

Jeremy Heere is kissing me back.

Everywhere he touches it burns. The back of my neck is on fire. My subconscious was completely useless, all it did was scream: "Jeremy? Jeremy? Jeremy! Jeremy!!!" sixteen million times, instead of giving me actual advice on kissing Pretty Boy McGee here. All I could do was lean in.

I started smiling, and so did Jeremy, and ultimately our teeth started clashing, and what once was a kiss turned into a big nerd fest with nothing but two dumbasses pressing their lips together.

Realizing that we're both too dorky and too smiley to actually kiss at all, I pull away.

  All he can get out is: "Oh..."

  I respond in a similar fashion: "Oh wow."

  Jeremy's eyes fluttered open and when he saw my face he...

  He started laughing.

And usually, I'd feel self-conscious. Whether or not he was laughing at me or the situation was a mystery, but I actually felt comfortable.

I was so vulnerable and I felt like my emotions were just oozing out of me, and usually that'd freak me out, but something that was hanging on my heart told me that Jeremy would take good care of my feelings and that I wouldn't have to worry about them being scattered about.

And before I could ask him why he was laughing, he pulled me back in.

The kiss lasted about two seconds before I decided to pull back: "Wait, Jeremy," I cupped his cheek, "Can we talk about this for a second? This is a little... uh... spur of the moment..."

"C'mon! Kiss!"

"Jere, we talk, then kiss."

He sighed, "I love you! There! We talked about it! Kiss!"

"Wait. Just wait. Hold on," my mind is swarming with all kinds of thoughts, "I... wow."

I can physically see Jeremy's confidence crumble, and I see a hint of self-consciousness start to bubble in his expression, "I, uh... Y-you like me back? True or false?"

"True."

"C-Can you say it?"

"Say what? Say that I love you?"

Jeremy starts smiling, "Maybe."

"I love you!"

Jeremy's cheekbones look like they're going to fall off his face because how much he's smiling, "Say it again?"

"Okay," I kiss him on the cheek, "I!" I kiss him on the forehead, "Love!" I peck him on the lips, "You!"

And now I understand what Christine meant when she said that Jeremy got all giggly and blushy whenever he talked about me. He looked like a mess right now, all red and smiley. I could probably say the same for myself though. I don't know what I looked like, but I think the fact that my face felt like it was on fire was tell-tale.