Opposites Attract (On-Hold), Chloe Knox [best classic books to read .TXT] 📗

of my face.
After a while I looked over her shoulder at Nate. He only laughed and held up his hands as if surrendering to someone, “Hey, don’t look at me! I’m actually just as curious to see what goes down!”
I rolled my eyes, and reached for the money, but Lucy quickly pulled it out of reach. Smart girl, I thought with a giggle!
“I’m not giving it to you till you do.”
I sighed, and before I could even think twice about what I was doing I stood up and walked over to Zane and his buddies.
The consequences of my actions didn’t even come to mind till I was standing right in front of him, huffing and puffing because my heart was pounding so hard.
What if he got repulsed, and pushed me away?
What if he made fun of me the moment I walked away?
This would make things so awkward in drawing class. Was I willing to risk my future project, grade, and future, all for twenty dollars that I’d probably spend within the next few days on a new pair of shoes that I’ll never wear?
So many thoughts and feelings where filling my head making the temples of my head ach. My heart was racing, and my stomach…oh my god, I thought it hurt when I saw Josh with that Rebecca girl. My stomach now was flipping, twisting, turning, and jumping, while butterflies tap danced on my pelvis. It hurt so bad and made me feel dizzy to the point where I might vomit.
“Uh…can I help you?” Someone asked me, and Zane shushed them as he eyes me suspiciously, “You okay?” he asked
And I looked at Lucy for help!
I hoped she’d come running over to my rescue, but she was instead eating out of a bag of candy, like I were some exciting scene in a horror flick.
“Oh my god, I can’t believe I’m doing this,” I mumbled under my breath, but Zane heard me.
“Doing what? Ashley, what do you want?”Zane asked forcing me to snap my attention back to him. I looked around at all his buddies, to avoid eye contact with Zane, and they were all just watching silently and motionless as the puffed on their little studs.
“Ashley?! Seriously! What’s going on?” Zane asked forcing an amused chuckle, but he seemed worried. Even a bit scared. The poor guy’s ego was probably going to be bruised after this…
“Um…I…”I mumbled as I watched Zane bring the cigarette to his lips. He inhaled, making his Adam’s Apple bob, and then he exhaled through his nose, grey smoke pouring from his nostrils. It was a weird smell that made me want to choke.
“Okay, um, just don’t get to mad, okay?” was all I could seem to say without stuttering, before I took the cigarette that was resting in between his lips and held it in between my fingers.
“Mad? Why would I be—“
My heart was beating so hard that it hurt. The knots in my stomach were getting worse, and I could hear the annoyance coming from his friends as they waited for me to do something—anything!
…so I took in a shaky breath and leapt toward him, before I chickened out completely!
I could hear Lucy cheer all the way from the other side of the parking lot, but I could only hear it for a second. Once the second passed, everything around me drowned out of focus, even Lucy’s loud scream of surprise and joy…everything around me—us, me and Zane—was a blur.
I wrapped my arms around Zane’s neck like I usually did when I kissed Josh, and innately pulled him into me to kiss him. To my surprise Zane didn’t fight me or even vacillate. He just allowed me to kiss him, and I found myself glad that he tolerated it, not just because if he didn’t that would be embarrassing to him and me—mostly me, since I’d be the one being rejected, but still.
At first it was awkward since Zane just stood there, as I kissed his cold unmoving lips…but then he moved. He didn’t push me away, or recoil from my tough, instead he surprised me—which seemed to be happening a lot lately—and wrapped one of his arms around my waist to pull me closer to him as he suddenly moved his lips, kissing me back.
The sudden taste of him enveloped my mouth. He was warm, soft; he was a real good kisser!
I yelped in revelation, and pulled back only the slightest bit so that I could look into Zane’s eyes, which were an amazing, fluorescent brown, that sparkled in the faint light of the street lights. He looked just as taken aback and anxious, and for a moment I thought of running away. But then I saw the faintest smile ever appear on his lips, from my peripheral vision, before it disappeared attracingt my sight to his lips.
They were a beautiful shade of pink, and the slightest bit swollen from the quick kiss. His lips parted and his warm breath exploded from his mouth caressing my skin. There was indeed a faint smell of smoke, from the cigarette, but it didn’t bother me like I thought it would. His breath still managed to smell clean and minty, as well, and I gulped hard to get rid of all the wetness forming in the back of my mouth.
When I quickly tore my eyes away from his lips to look back at his eyes, and saw that he too was looking at my lips, I amazed myself!
I let my hands wander to his sweaty yet smooth neck, making sure no to burn him with the cigarette, and leaned in for yet another kiss.
Zane was eager enough to satisfy my want, and returned the kiss without faltering.
I can’t say exactly how long the kiss lasted, but it felt like it lasted for hours—and I’m pretty sure that didn’t happen. But I didn’t mind, didn’t care. I didn’t care how long it lasted, or who was watching, because all I was focused on was how good it felt.
When I kissed Josh, it was rarely ever more then a peck, a kiss on the cheek, or on the top of my head.
This kiss? It was like the kind of kiss you saw on the TV, the kind that I witnessed Nathan and Lucy share all the time.
Despite the fact that I didn’t know Zane, or like him—at least emotionally—the kiss was deep, frantic, hungry, and passionate in ways I’ve never felt, experienced, or even really thought existed.
It was a feeling that made me shiver yet feel fiery at the same time; weak but authoritative, strong but desperate, needy.
Zane clutched my body to his by the small of my back, as I stroked the back of his neck, and then found my way into his damp short black hair. I gently yet firmly grasped fistfuls of his hair to pull his lips harder against mine, as they parted.
I felt the wet, warmth of his tongue flick my bottom lip, and I took the chance to catch a quick breath before joining my tongue with his.
The hot feel and taste of the inside of his mouth made my whole body shake with need, and I let a soft and quite moan escape my lips.
Then there was a tap on my shoulder, followed by the hoarse sound of someone clearing their throat.
Quickly I pulled away but I didn’t let go of Zane. I just turned to look at the green eyed blonde that was looking at Zane, “Dude, don’t get me wrong, I love the enthusiasm, but I think you and your girl would be better off taking this somewhere else. Somewhere that doesn’t involve your little brother being a witness.”
I looked from a frozen Zane, to the blonde, and then toward the kid with the Justin Bieber hair. He offered me smile and waved, making my heart stop.
“Oh my…” I mumbled under my breath before letting go of Zane and running toward a screaming Lucy.
“Dude, if I knew you were that eager to kiss the guy I would have told you to do that a long time ago.” Luce said as she giggled handing me the twenty-dollar bill.
I snatched it from her hands and quickly hopped into the back of Nathan’s truck. It didn’t take long for Lucy and Nathan to get the picture; I wanted to leave…NOW!


Chapter Eight

I looked without purpose at the ceiling lost in my own reverie to notice that a man was getting eaten alive by a legless zombie on the TV or even how much Nathan and Lucy were sucking face on the small love seat in my room. All I could think about was the kiss, the one that had literally happened less than an hour ago.
Just thinking about it made my heart race.
I could still smell his sweat, taste the faint smoke of his cigarette, feel the dampness of his smooth skin, his damp hair. The pure reminiscence of the taste of his tongue, made my whole body shiver…the kiss had been unexpectedly satisfying—actually no! I couldn’t even say that! It was indeed a great and pleasurable kiss, but it didn’t satisfy; it left me hungry and desperate lying on my bed, wanting more, but questioning why?
My reaction to the kiss made it apparent that I was attracted to Zane, meaning physically I wanted the guy…but mentally? Emotionally?
I HAVE NO CLUE, and it’s driving me CRAZY!
Everyone says that there’s a difference between lust and love, but are they really that different from one another?
I’ve always believe that when it comes to love there should be a certain familiarity that allows the couple to be comfortable with being themselves around each other, they should be able to talk to each other about anything and everything…but there should also be passion, you know? The kinds of fierce emotion that makes you giddy, and anxious, and makes you want to scream.
Zane? He’s grown on me…I like his perverted and childish and fun personality. And behind his back or in my own mind, he might even be categorized as a friend…but when we kissed? I felt giddy, and anxious despite how fast I ran from him afterwards. And I feel like screaming like a little school girl every time I think back to the way he held me, firm and hard against him.
…now I’m not saying I love the guy, because, frankly I don’t believe it’s possible to love someone you’ve just met or barely know—meaning yes, I believe that ‘Romeo and Juliet’ was complete bull—but do I like him? Is it possible to like a guy I barely know, and have pretty much despised most of my life?
What about HIM?
Was he thinking about this right now, just like I was? Was he wondering to himself, what this kiss meant? What he felt? Was he wondering what