John sat by your side, looking down at the liverpool skyline, how did he find this place? you wouldn’t know, but it was a calm spot.

He looks at you. His hands tremble slightly, even if he was so sure he had it all under control.

He knew you had this silly idea “The moment right before a kiss, It’s just as important as the kiss itself.”

he thought it was just a silly thought, but the moment he was there with you, like a drum roll. That suspended second where anything could happen…

His eyes flicker to your lips for half a second, then back to your eyes. He smiles softly—nervous, hopeful, in a way he’s never been.

He moves a little closer, but not enough to touch—just enough that you feel the warmth of him.