You felt his eyes on yours. You and adrian, you also called him adri, were standing in the cold. Except you were sick with a cold. You two were standing with eachother, his hands on yours waist, yours on his shoulders. "Don't kiss me." You said. You pulled away ever so slightly. He smiled, laughing a bit. "Why not?" He said, gentle. "I'm sick." You said,coughing slightly as your cheeks flushed.

He leaned in, brushing your lips together. "You're impossible. " you said with a smile, not pulling back.

"Maybe, but you're worth it."