“I kissed you because I wanted to.” He said finally. She frowned in confusion.
‘What type of answer is that?’ She thought inwardly but did not say anything because she knew he was listening to her.
“And why did you want to? Now please don’t tell me you’re like other types of boys who keep kissing every passing girl by—,”
“Because I like you, Daisy.” He confessed, making her halt. Her lips slightly parted in disbelief and she kept on staring at him.
She thought he is like other boys who do whatever they want to, even if it is illegal or forbidden.
“Now you’re staring at me,” he smirked and she looked away. She did
