The professor left at last. I ran up the stairs to the terrace before any of my clique mates could spot me , else i would become prey to a 10 minute discussion on where to have lunch. The terrace would be too sunny for them and so a safe place.
I was in one of my 'just leave me alone' moods. I dragged myself to the nearest stool and sat down; took out my tiffin and started eating the first apple slice I touched.
That was when he came. His shoes and strides were enough for me to know that it was him- I didn't really have to look up. He came and sat beside me- our sides rubbing against each other. Needless to say, my heart skipped a beat.
'Apple?' I asked, trying to sound as casual as possible. He took one slice and then snatched my tiffin, closed it and dumped it in my bag.
'How long are we going to ignore this?' he asked, hitting right on target.
'Ignore what?' I said, trying to run away from the emotional upheaval.
We sat in silence for about 5 minutes.
'Are you done with that goddamn slice?' he demanded.
'Uhm..yeah,' I was really confused.
What happened next was a blur. All I know is that he was on his knees in front of me.....his one hand was supporting the small of my back and the other was intertwined with my hair. My hands landed on his shoulders. His lips crushed on mine and the kiss grew like fire. Our bodies aligned throughout as he sat between my legs. He started and I kissed back. It wasn't much of a decision....as if it were a basic necessity. We slowed down and then stopped. We both sat grasping for the little air in between our faces as he didn't let go of me.
'Ignore this,' he said.