2 1.2 THE RAIN: A Kiss in the Rain

"I like you."

Those words still lingered through my mind as I stared into the rain inside my bedroom window. I could not believe he actually said that. He, Leandro Carlos, had confessed to me that he liked me.

HE LIKED ME!

Of all the girls in Calculus I, I was the one he liked.

This was truly a dream come true.

"I've liked you for so long, Aina," he confessed as he blew his breath and rubbed his palms together. I guess he was cold from being caught in the rain and for once, I was tempted to invite him inside the house. But, of course, I won't do that for fear of my mother scolding me to death for bringing home a boy in our house. She would surely scrutinize him, and a bunch of questions would be thrown even before he had his foot at the door.

So we stayed standing in front of my house, under my broken umbrella. I tried to focus on his eyes and not on his chest, which was now drenched from an earlier encounter he had in the rain. His white undershirt was visible underneath the uniform and I could tell he had a muscular chest by the way his soaked uniform carved it beautifully.

He wrapped a hand on my waist and pulled me closer. My right hand dropped on his chest, and I felt my cheeks got hot. I gripped the umbrella handle with my left hand, as I gazed onto his eyes.

How did his pupils got dilated all of a sudden? Then, I saw his eyes dropped onto my lips as he bit his lip, and I felt the heat spreading all over my body.

Was it normal to feel this way? I hated the way I think, but he actually looked sexy. It was as if I'm inside a Korean teledrama where the guy was thinking of kissing the girl, and suddenly I found myself anticipating his next move as I looked at his lips as well.

Those perfectly sculpted lips that I longed to kiss one day... even in my dreams. Every time I see him and another girl kiss in the same corner after school, I stopped to watch even for a bit. I know, it was kind of creepy but I can't help it. I envied the girl who get to kiss him...

And oh god! I almost peed in my pants the way he kissed those girls every time, under the big mango tree behind the school.... away from all the prying eyes of students in the campus.

"Your... lips are so pretty. Tiny and pinkish. Just... pretty," he mumbled as he leaned closer. "Would you like me to kiss you?"

Oh shit! Was it really? Would he do it?

"W-What?!" I asked nervously. My whole body was shaking as the butterflies inside my stomach never stopped fluttering.

Gosh! This is it. The moment I had been dreaming of... a kiss in the rain with my one and only Leandro.

'Somebody slap me right now if I'm dreaming,' I almost yelled from inside my head as I restrained myself from squealing in excitement.

How did I let the campus crush liked me? I have always thought I was unattractive... just nerdy and boring. That was why the only friend I had were the books... I did not even have one friend.

But now, would I have a boyfriend at least? Shucks! This was just overhwelmingly insane!

"Aina," he whispered as his face drew closer to mine, my breath hitched as he cupped my cheek with his other hand, tracing my lips with his thumb.

Oh god! How did he ever learn to do this! I almost lost balance from his touch. My lips parted preparing, anticipating for his lips, and I closed my eyes as I felt his soft lips pressed on mine.

Gentle kisses landed on my lips and it made me quiver as my mind asked for more.

Was this what a kiss should feel? Soft and... I unconsciously licked my lips.

"Shit!" I heard him curse as he kissed me with more intensity, devouring my lips as I dropped the umbrella and wrapped my arms around his neck. Automatically, I opened my mouth and he took that opportunity to shove his tongue inside my mouth.

Was he french kissing me? Oh god!

My knees buckled and I felt his hands gripped my waist, pulling me harder towards him.

My mind just went on a blur and all that I coud think of was him.

How those lips grazed over mine, not minding the pouring rain. The cold droplets soaked our uniforms but it did not matter. All we could ever focused on was each other. The sudden warmth that surrounded us as we held each other in our arms beat the cold that the rain had tried to give us.

He was such a good kisser, and my seventeen year old self could not fathom how he did he ever learned to kiss amazingly.

My heart beat loudly inside my chest as he finally let me go.

"That..." I started as I looked into his eyes, breathlessly. I felt like drowning, my mind could not bring the sentences in.

"Amazing," he finished it for me, and he smiled.

I smiled back at him.

Did this mean we are a couple now?

As if he read my mind, he asked, "Would you be my girlfriend?"

Should I say yes? Of course, I should say yes!

Ignoring all the warning signs that my mind tried to tell me, I le tmy heart get away with it. This had been my dream. For him to see me... to like me as me...

I knew I would be risking a lot since I promised my mom I would never have a boyfriend till I was finished with my studies. But how could I resist him?

Him who took notice of me... that secretly admired me... that because of one letter he finally admitted to himself that he had feelings for me for so long.

He was just a dream and now a reality.

So, should I pass up this opportunity?

No, I would not.

He patiently awaited for my reply as I smiled sweetly at him. His brown eyes twinkled in delight as I finally gave my reply.

"Yes..." I said as he took my lips again and kissed me in the rain.