@Warrior_Fangirl and My oc's first kiss, yeah RPing and it happened! So, so, so cute!

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He said he didn't want his face on line because it was ugly, which was partly a joke.

Bianca said it wasn't ugly it was handsome then she said she couldn't be on social media because her parents told her not to.

She persuaded him into taking a picture. He agreed and they took it. She said she would remember it forever.

"I've got a better way for you to remember this." Michael said grinning as he stuck his hand into his pocket.

"Okay," She said looking at him skeptical with a smile, wondering what he was doing.

He pulled out a piece of pocket lint and place diet in her hand and closed her hand around it carefully. "Keep it safe." He said his voice showing no traces that this was a joke

She looked at him shocked at the lint in her hand. Did he really just give her lint? Yes he did. She hoped it was a joke and he wasn't serious. Lint? "Uh, oh..kay." She said slowly, searching his face for any expression at all.

"Keep it safe." Michael said again. His face showed no emotion. One of the pluses of drama class.

"Okay, I will keep it safe with my life. I will die protecting it." She said dead serious putting her free hand on her chest. "I will protect it if its the last thing I ever do, not only because you gave it to me, because it is very special to you."

"Then you deserve this." Michael said reaching over and pulling her in for a kiss.

Her breathing hitches when she saw how close she was to him. She looked into his eyes not knowing what was going on and the sudden change. She bounced on her heels a little, -she had to use the restroom not that she was going to admit it when the bathroom wasn't that far down but it was more of an excuse to get out of this awkward moment - she just wanted to know what was going to happen.

Michael's nose almost touched hers and he breathed in gently before pulling her closer seeing she wasn't pulling away and brought her lips to his.

For a moment she was wide eyed, not knowing what to do. Never before had she kissed anyone -on the lip - she was like a lost puppy, she didn't know what to do, her cheeks turned bright red and her heart started to beat super fast.

Michael brought Bianca closer to his chest, lips not pulling away. He twisted his head to make it more comfortable for both of them and he slowly closed his eyes as he stood there.

Bianca was starting to panic, she didn't know really what to do, she was a little tense but slowly let herself go slack and melt into the kiss, wrapping her arms around his neck, kissing back with so much passion.

Michael continued. His thoughts trailed off as if nothing mattered except that moment. All his problems seemed to leave, and she seemed so perfect. As if she couldn't do anything wrong. As if the world didn't exist and he was finally where he wanted to be.

Bianca felt, for the first time in her whole life, a happy that she couldn't name. The feeling she was having was both deep love and a peace. Everytime she was around him her heart skipped a beat, she didn't know why. Now she did, she loved him so much.

Michael didn't want the kiss to end but he didn't want to be THAT person who just stands in public making out with someone. Slowly he pulled away, quickly feeling the sensation leave with his lips. He heart thudded loudly wanting him to return to the kiss not wanting to lose this feeling of happiness. Suddenly the world rushed back to him and he had to hold back the sudden emotions that had violently hit him. He slowly went back to his stone expression allowing only a small smile to creep at his lips as he fought what was behind it. The only thing that he could see was her. Her face so close to his. He couldn't leave that position.

Bianca never wanted it to end, she loved the feeling she felt, it was the highlight of her whole life. She was finally happy, she felt safe and she felt like she could tell him anything, which she would. When he pulled around she softly groaned, the feeling slowly going away until it immediately hit her, she was kissed by a boy. Her face became bright red, her heart pounded faster than it every did. Just having his presence so close to her, her body touching his, she just wanted the feeling to never end. She stood there, trying to process everything, making her head spin and feeling a little dizzy in a since.

Michael looked down at Bianca's face and his heart skipped a beat. The realization that he had kissed her without any consent, not to mention she hardly knew him. The stupidity of it all hit him, erasing the joyous moment of the kiss from his mind. He gently pushed her away and turned his back to her. She didn't deserve him. She deserved better than an oblivious boy who just barely gets a C in math.

She stood there in shock at what he did. She didn't understand it, he just kissed and he pushed her away turning his back to her. She felt like, she didn't know. Did she do something wrong? Was she suppose to kiss back? Was it her fault? All the happiness drained away tears welled in her eyes. She didn't know what to think or do, she was clueless and she was never clueless at all.

Michael didn't know what was going on. His head had begin to spin and the emotions behind his expression were slowly winning. He had begun to panic. Normally when he began to panic he would just bottle it up with everything else. In his book there was no other emotion besides happiness and fear. Anything else was too much to handle. You could fix fear, control happiness, but anger leads to sadness and sadness leads to loneliness and loneliness leads to hatred and hatred started the cycle all over again. Suddenly the overwhelming feeling, the need, the want, to go home and never leave. He heard himself choke on tears but didn't consider it his own. He, Michael Philip James, was crying? No, he couldn't be. He touched his face and felt it shudder with more tears as he felt his tear covered face.

Bianca heard the soft sob from where she was standing. She didn't care if people were staring, she just wanted to know what happened. She slowly walked closer to him, her heart pounding, not with happiness, but confusion, nervousness and even more confusion. She lets the tears fall down her face as she stopped about a few inches from him, just staring at his back, not knowing what to say or do. She was starting to feel emotions that she pushed back, ones from her old school. Being pushed away by everyone, being made fun of and the worst of all, the one she told herself she would never think about again ... one she didn't want to do, the only thing that made herself feel scared for a moment, the pain into something more, dying is what the thought. All her failed attempts back at her old school, were for nothing? She didn't know what to think. "M-Mich-Michael?" Her voice said ever so softly, shakiness laced in her voice."

Michael didn't say anything. His heart went silent. He touched his chest to make sure it was still beating either that or to stall for time. Her voice. He choked on air and he turned back around. He brought Bianca back to his chest and kissed her again. He didn't feel the same as the first time however. He still felt the emotions fighting but they didn't feel as violent as before. He felt himself shaking in hatred for his actions knowing very well this is what started his pain and now he was continuing the cycle.

When he kissed her again, she was now even more confused at what was going on. Her first kiss the dreamed of it being romantic, nothing like this. She loved the first kiss it was magical somehow, now she didn't know what to think. Her brought her shaking hands slowly up and around his neck, kissing back but feeling numb, not feeling anything this time. What happened? Was all that was bouncing around in her head.

Michael quickly pulled away this time locking eyes with her. He left his tone expression behind him and now his face was readable. Broken and hurt. His eyes were red from crying and face wet with tears. This isn't what he wanted yet it was what happened. /What have I done to her? What have I done to myself?/ was all he could think about. He wanted to say something but his body refused to speak. He slowly reached for their hand with the pocket lint. All that had started with a simple joke.

She wanted to say something, anything. But she couldn't, she just couldn't even think straight. She was starting to wish it never happened, that coming to this school, leaving her old home was somehow the biggest mistake to happen to her. And her lone. She loved him, but right now, at this moment, she was feeling nothing, the same old feeling that had haunted her. She was confused she needed answers, but didn't know what were the questions.

Michael looked into her eyes before smiling and he laughed softly, tears rolling down his face. "I'm gonna hate it when we go back to America." He muttered trying to lighten his mood.

She slightly smiled at what he said. She loved him, she truly did. She reach her hand up to his face and wiped the tears away with her thumb. "But we got something that we didn't have there." She told with stepping closer and drying her own tears.

"And what would that be? A place we can't even call home?" Michael said his smile wavering.

She shook her head. "No, that's not what I was saying. But first before I finish I have a question," she paused and started to bite her lip then asked ever so softly. "Um, I don't want to be rude or anything, but um, after you, um, kissed me, why did you cry?"

"Oh, um..." Michael hesitated. He wants to tell Bianca why but to be honest there was too much to explain. There was more than one reason. "I'll tell you, I promise, it's just... we're gonna wanna sit down." He said ending with a soft, forced, laugh.

She nodded understandingly giving him a soft smile as she embraced him in a hug. "What I meant was us." She told him, looking up at him.

Michael slowly wrapped his own arms around her and laid his cheek on top of her head. "I... I don't wanna let go..." He whispered allowing a couple of tears to fall.

"You don't have to." She said soft and calmly with a content sigh. "You never will have to let go as long as I'm here."

He smiled at her words and began to close his eyes drinking in her warmth. He was glad he gave her that pocket lint. Without that pocket lint this would have never happened.

She nuzzled her head in his chest with smile. She was glad he gave her the lint. Yes she was confused at first, but now she was happy again. "Michael?" She asked pulling away, looking into his eyes.

"Ya?" Michael replied staring into her eyes knowing very well he would do anything for her. Even if it meant going to the edge of the Earth and back he would find a way to do it.

She looked deep in his eyes as her hands went up to his collar of his shirt. She took a deep breath as she tugged on it bring his face to hers. She put her lips on his and started to kiss him, this time she wanted him to know how she felt.

This caught Michael off guard but he grabbed her head and pulled it closer to his in reply.

She snaked her hands around his neck and into his hair, tangling her fingers in it. Feeling that happiness again she felt the first time come alive in her.

Michael wrapped his arms around her waist in response and brought her closer.

She smiled in the kiss and gave a small laugh, mainly because she was a little giddy.

Michael slowly and gently removed her from his chest and gave her a soft smile. "We should probably head back." He said a small sparkle in his eye.

Bianca nodded with a huge smile. "You know, you are right, we should." She said grabbing his hand and holding it in hers.

Michael squeezed her hand in his. Feeling her delicate fingers between his.

She looked up at him as she began to walk back to the hotel, a smile on her face a her eyes sparkled with happiness. She rested her head on his arm sighing contently again.

Michael practically dragged her back to their room in excitement. He smiled at her making sure she wouldn't trip on anything.

Bianca laughed as he did so, she wondered what he was thinking, of course she didn't care, as long as she was with him she was happy.