I was walking around the corridors, skipping class like I usually was. Me and my "friends" made the kiss bet -2 or 3 days before the kiss- at a party Nathan hosted, and, when I saw Aiden walking unknowingly in my direction, I felt like I could finally do it. So, I grabbed his arm and took him to the closest bathroom. My heart was beating at what felt like a million miles an hour. I pushed him against the wall of a random stall I had entered and didn't hesitate to push my lips against his. I didn't care if anyone else was in the room, I didn't care if someone saw it, I didn't even care if they recorded it and spread the news around the whole school for fuck's sake. The kiss felt so wrong, but it also felt so right, and he didn't push me away like I thought he would. Instead, he relaxed his body, so I deepened the kiss. God, I was even tempted to go for tongue and take away all of the his innocence. I decided to stop myself before I went too far. I grabbed his hair -a lot harsher than I wanted to; I hope that didn't hurt him too much- before warning him not to tell anyone about this and walking out of there as fast as I could before sprinting down the corridor and out of the school. I fucked up. I really fucked up.