"No More Kid Stuff"

"Listen"

"I Don't Want To Talk Carl"
"Okay, don't talk listen"he said without breaking eye contact,
"Haven't we talked enough today" you say looking at the floor,
He sits next to You, you can feel his stare,
"(Y/N), look at me"
You lift your head meeting his gaze,
"I'm sorry for what happened today with my dad" he says calmly,
"It's not your fault Carl" you said sighing
" Yes it is, I should have been quite and aware" he sys looking down.
You roll your eyes at his remark,
Not everything is your fault you do more good than you do bad, you say trying to comfort him,
"I mean, your dads right" You hated to Admit.
"About?" Carl said without hesitation,
"Why would he want me and you to have feeling for each other" you exclaimed.
"I don't know who My Father is. you do, I'm not exactly the perfect girl, I don't even know how to cook By myself, you told him doubtfully
You hadn't notice how close you two were, You hear him take a sharp breath"
"Hey" Your Perfect" He Puts his hand on your shoulder and turns You Towards Him, You look His Way As soon as you turn Your Head You feel his lips on yours, every single muscle In your body tenses, his lips seem to fit so perfectly against yours, breaking away and looking at him wide eye,
With the realization of what just happened setting in,
He breathes out that he's sorry,
You don't have to be sorry you say with a smile, putting your hand on the back of his neck, you pull him closer and gives him a peck on the
Lips, that was your first kiss with your Bestfriend,
He laughed and stood up, you grabbed his shirt,
No stay, you give him puppy dog eyes,
"Okay, oh and (y/n) does this mean, we are more than Bestfriends now?"
Mhm sure Carl, you say so calmly, you two drift off into a sleep,
But you can't help but think Is This Right? It feels right,