ZEIN
My eyes open, and I look at the boy in front of me with stormy grey eyes.
"Tell me," he presses on with that stubborn streak of his that he loves indulging in to avoid showing the real emotion he feels. "Do you think I am disgusting, and what I did to you was violating? Because if so, I want to apologize. But you need to speak to let me know."
"Why did you kiss me?"
His eyes widen slightly, not having expected me to speak up despite him constantly asking me to.
"Uh, I was … I felt like kissing you. I ... Before I go on, I need to know if I violated you. Forced you into something that you didn't want."
"You did," I admit. "I didn't want us to kiss, I didn't want to be with you like that, but it happened. I don't intend for it to ever happen again."
