"Alveera, that was nothing," I said, in a somewhat embarrassed way.

"Who was she?" she asked.

"She was Alayna, we do sociology together. I don't know why she kissed me. Caught me off guard as well," I replied sincerely.

At that moment, as I held on to Alveera, all I could think of was how my being with Alayna bothered her. I was somewhat relieved. This meant that she felt something for me. Or maybe she was just egotistical. I don't know, I decided to give her the benefit of the doubt.

"Okay, I'm sorry, I read too much into it," she said,"I shouldn't even be asking you about this."

"Okay, I know I come across as a flirty guy, but I'm like that with certain people only," I said.

Certain people? What the hell was I saying? I'm like that around HER! Only her.

"You," I said, "with only you."

Then she asked the most obvious question ever

"Why?" She asked.

"Because you're you, and you make me happy," I said.

She immediately looked up at me, and gave the tiniest of smiles. She looked relieved. Then she rested her head on my chest.

Finally, I had her, safe in my arms. The warmth of her tiny body, against my chest felt so comforting. I could stay like this forever. She could be my forever.

"Isn't this whole thing against the rules you gave the other day?" I asked.

"Don't ruin it," she said, her head still leaning on my chest.

"Ruin what?" I asked curiously.

"This moment," she replied.

She then pulled her head up, got on her tiptoes and gave me the cutest smile ever as she wrapped her arms around my neck. I wasn't an idiot, so I got the hint. Immediately, I grabbed her and puller her up. She wrapped her legs around my waist and then kissed me.

I could taste her lip balm. It tasted like raspberries. She was so gentle, so amazing, it was crazy. She giggled Everytime my stubbled grazed her skin. Seemed to me that she liked that. After a very long time, I felt fulfilled.

Alveera's POV

Zaid told me that it was nothing. I was so relieved. When he said that he only behaved in that way with me. I couldn't contain my joy. I was never the most expressive person, so I didn't know what to do.

But then, the dim light and the Adonis who was holding me made the next course of action very easy. I knew I wanted to kiss him. Screw the rules, he was mine and I was his. And I couldn't let stupid rules ruin our moment.

Fortunately, he was smart, he got the hint and took me on his lap. Thank God for that, he's so tall, I doubt I'd have been able to reach his lips even on my tiptoes.

When our lips touched, it felt as if some electric shock went down my spine. His cold lips felt crisp against mine. And the way he caressed my lips was out of this world. He teased my lips, as if he were trying to taste my lip balm. It all sounds weird when I'm thinking out loud here, but it felt fantastic. Everything felt amazing.

He then pulled away and asked, "Can I kiss you in places you aren't kissing me?"

WHAT?!?! What sort of a question was that? Who asks these things. He was such a dork.

"What sort of a question is that?" I asked, somewhat turned off.

"No, I'm asking for permission," he said, " I kissed you back because you kissed me, can I kiss you in my way now?" He asked very sincerely.

I looked at him and broke into the loudest laughter ever. He had to put me down on the bed as I was laughing so hard.

"This really isn't funny," he complained, "I was just trying to be a gentleman. I know how you dig that shit."

He looked so adorable when he was confused. I loved how his nose had turned red. So I got up from the bed, stood in front of him and said, "Kiss away Z," still laughing.

So he kissed me, on my neck where his lips brushed against my collar bones. I could feel that he was nervous, so I held him tight. He didn't leave my face bereft though. He came back up and kissed my lips and cheeks from time to time. I felt weird just standing there, but I let him do whatever he wanted to do.

After approximately 2 minutes however, I couldn't stand still anymore. So I gave in, and reciprocated.

After a few minutes, he broke away and went to get his phone.

"Do you have a Bluetooth speaker?" He asked.

"Uhm, yeah," I said and then I got him my beats speakers.

He then played the "Salted Wound" by Sia.

And then, we danced slowly. He held me tight as we swayed with the music. We were still kissing each other as we danced.

"Al, is it okay if we go further?" He asked laughing, "can I hit the home run today?"

He was such a dork, I didn't know how to reply to that. I didn't know enough about him to be okay with this. We were going too fast.

So I said," I'm not your girlfriend, I can't"

"You can be," he replied.

"Hmm, achcha," I replied coolly.

Immediately, he got down on his knees, brought out a packet of Harnik phantom sweet cigarettes and asked, "Alveera, would you like to be my girlfriend?"

This whole thing was so cute and dorky at the same time.

So I laughed, took the packet and said, "I thought you'd never ask."

The rest of the night went great, IF you know what I mean. Zaid was great. And I was happy. I didn't know how long this was going to last for, but I wanted to live in this moment, forever.