Our First Kiss

Point of View: Karan

Five years ago:

On the first day of college, there was mainly an introduction session in classes. So, I and my friends decided to go to the cafeteria. We were sitting there for half an hour. That’s where I saw her. She was standing at the door of the cafeteria in casual black jeans and a white t-shirt. She was wearing a metallic necklace which makes her ordinary attire extraordinary. Her middle-length curly hair was exaggerating her beauty.

We were both watching each other. When her friend came and she also came inside and sat at one of the tables. She was enjoying her coffee and I was gawking at her like a freak.

The next day, I was going to class when I saw her passing through my class. She was in the IT department but her some of her classes were in the management department too. Sometimes we had classes in Computer labs for the e-commerce section and software. So, watching her become the routine of my life. Whenever our eyes locked on each other. My world was always slowed down.

One day I was going back to my apartment with my friends when a sweet voice fell into my ears. I turned around and saw her. She was pacing towards me.

“Hi,” she smiled while breathing heavily.

“Hello,” I said. Although I was calm as my heart was beating wildly in my chest. It was the first time we were interacting with each other.

“Are you Karan?” she asked with curiosity.

“Yes.” I frowned a bit. Did she stop me only to ask my name?

“Great, my name is Amayra”. She introduced herself while extending her hand for a shake.

I shook my hand with her. Her skin was so soft with long and thin fingers.

The fresher party is in a week and I am the stage coordinator. I need some help in decorating the stages according to the performances and Mrs. Marwaha suggested you and your's friends name.”

She stopped for a bit to catch her breath.

The whole thing she was saying after hearing her name was kind of blurry. “AMAYRA”. I was reciting her name as a holy chant in my mind.

“Will you please help me?

Then she stopped a while and slightly bit her lower lip. Damn!!! Why she had to do this?

Then she said,” if you don’t want to help then you can tell me now. I’ll manage.”

“We will help,” I said without a second thought.

Danish and Nikhil were looking at me amusingly. I bet they are going to eat me alive. I couldn’t help but talk about her. They never saw me obsessed with any girl like this.

I couldn’t sleep a blink that night. I was so excited to meet her, to talk with her, and especially to get to know her more.

The next day, I arrived at the auditorium gate on time. Before entering, I was gonna call her to know about the exact meeting spot when I saw her coming towards the door. She was looking beautiful, but something was missing. ‘The smile’

Her smile was missing. why???

Seeing her without a smile was like a hard punch in my guts. What the fuck was happening.

I blocked her way “Amayra, hey.

Is everything okay?”

She looked at me.

“I was about to call you to know about it.” I didn’t finish my sentence when she interrupted.

“I am not coordinating the stage anymore. If you want to ask anything you can ask Mrs. Marwaha or Monica.” She said and left abruptly.

Monica. Where the hell she came from? Monica was one of the trustee’s daughters. And kind of ‘bitch’. An attention seeker. Guys do all kinds of awful stuff to get her attention or should I say to get into her panties. She has never been with the same guy twice.

I approached Mrs. Marwaha. she was busy with the participants. “Ma’am,” I stopped until she turned back to me.

“Ma’am, why is Amayra not coordinating the stage anymore?” I asked.

She was worried and sad. “Monica wants to coordinate the stage this year. Her father is one of the college’s trustees. So, we can’t say no to her as we have pressure from management”

“And this is fresher’s party” I heard the tickling noise of his heels. Monica was coming towards us with her makeup face.

She stopped beside us. “the fresher's party should be organized by some class, not by some boring and stupendous ideas.”

I cannot hold myself. I stormed out when Mrs. Marwaha asked me for help.

“Surely you can get more trustee’s brats for this”. I snapped and stormed out of the auditorium.

When I exit the gate, I saw my friends Danish and Raunak. I went towards them.

“Hey, did you see Amayra anywhere?” I asked worriedly.

“No, but I saw her friends. they were going towards library stairs.” Danish pointed out the library.

I know where Amayra is. She must be with her friends. I hardly saw her without them. They seem like a team. It’s hard to miss them when they are together. I didn’t know why but they always seem to ship us together and I was kind of happy.

I went towards the library where I saw Amayra sitting on the stairs with her friends laughing at something. I feel the stupid smile on my face. I was falling for her and damn very hard.

I went towards her and introduced myself,” hey!! m Karan. Remember the guy you asked for help.” I scratched my head. I was trying to start a conversation and feeling nervous.

“Mind if I join” she looked at me with her dark brown watery eyes then at her friends who nodded until then Danish and Raunak reached there. So, we sat on the stairs and get to know each other.

After a while, Danish and Raunak left for their apartments, and Mayra and Shruti left too. Only I and Amayra remained there. Amayra doesn’t want to go to her dorm yet. So, I stayed with her. We walked, and we talked until the sun sets and darkness came over.

I walk to her dorm. She was about to unlock the door of her room when she suddenly turned around. She was looking at me with her dark hazel eyes. She was looking beautiful then my eyes shifted to her lips.

I don’t know when we covered the distance between us and my lips were claiming hers. Her lips trembled a little. I cupped her face with one hand and the other was around her waist. she snaked her hands around my neck and responding my kiss.

The kiss was gentle yet passionate. I slightly bit her lower lip and she moaned in pleasure.