Maybe some people's thoughts suddenly disappear when kissing, but mine were flying all over my mind when he kissed me.

We were nothing to each and I knew that for sure. Both of us constantly claimed that we hated each other, but something about this kiss felt so right and so warm. Honestly, I didn't want it to stop. This time it felt that this kiss was genuine, unlike the one we had in the past. Who cares about that kiss anyway? He doesn't even remember it...He doesn't even remember me...

When our lips parted I started hating that moment. It's like our lips were made for each other. At some point I even felt like they didn't want to say goodbye to each other either.

"So...uhm...let's go grab something to eat, as we, you know, didn't get to," he said immediately after the kiss.

Really? Is that how he ruins every moment? He ALWAYS ruins everything.

"Yeah...yeah...sure..."

He turned away from me to lead the way, but for some reason he turned back to me.

"Listen angel, do you by any chance want to continue what we were doing a couple of seconds ago? You seem disappointed," he said winking at me.

Right now, at this moment I wished for the ground to be parted in two parts so I could go there and hide forever.

I was redder than a tomato. You won't get away from me you idiot. I'm gonna kill him for this joke of his.

"Bye I'm going home. It's enough! See you later. Maybe, never?" I said and turned away to go.

"Wait! Wait!Oh come on, I was joking. Let's go grab something to eat. You promised me a date."

I smiled, went back to being serious and then turned back to him again.

"But without your stupid jokes."

"No problem. Let's go. Come on angel, I know you're hangry," he said laughing.

"You idiot. Not even a second passed after you promised me not to joke. Ugh I really hate you," I said this to him, not even realizing that I didn't mean it at the moment.

We walking together till he stopped in front of a mall. I stopped him when he wanted to enter it.

"Where are you going?"

"When are you going to get that I won't be answering your questions angel? Shut up and follow me," he said grabbing my hand and making me follow him.

He told me to wait in front of one of the stores and then after 5 minutes, he told me to come inside. When I went inside I saw that he was standing in the middle of the store and there was a lot of clothes in his hands. He approached me, put all the clothes in my hand and told me to get changed.

"What are you talking about? I don't need these," I said not accepting the clothes.

"The waiter spilled wine all over you because of me remember? Because of that you're all wet now and you'll get cold. That's why, you have to change into something warm, so that we can continue our date. I picked you jeans, a t-shirt, a jacket and sneakers. Go ahead. Get changed," he said gesturing to the dressing room.

"But why do I need a jacket or sneakers? Everything's ok with my high heels and I just don't need a jacket."

"Angel it's already getting dark and it means it's gonna get colder when the evening comes. What concerns the sneakers I'm sure your feet hurt because of the stupid high heels. Oh and I didn't know your size, so tell the worker. Get changed quickly don't waste your time."

When I got dressed and looked in the mirror I kinda liked the style he chose for me and I couldn't ignore the fact that he was so sweet and caring towards me. When I got out of the dressing room he had already paid for everything and the workers said that he left the store and was waiting for me outside.

"Hey demon. How much do I have to pay you?"

"Uhm...zero?"

"Come on stop joking for a second, will you? You didn't have to do this," I said feeling ashamed.

"Hey just chill I did this because I wanted to and besides it was because of me and you even said it yourself. Let's go," he said and started walking forward.

"How did you know my size for the jacket, shirt and jeans?"

"I've been with a lot of girls and believe me I know everyone's sizes pretty well," he whispered moving his eyebrows up and down.

"Oh so you do this to every girl, huh?" I said feeling disgusted by him.

"Duh. Did you think you were special? As if!"

"I knew that. Don't need to remind me of that," I said going forward and now he was behind me.

"Wait for me. I'm not done. Okay okay, I didn't do that to any other girl. It's just a superpower you can call that.

Then he took my hand and started looking at it carefully and his expression changed to a serious one.

"What are you doing demon?"

He wasn't paying attention to my words. He then turned his gaze to my other hand and then let go of the first one.

"Earth to demon!!!!!"

"What? What? Jesus why are you so loud?"

"What were you doing?" I said not understanding what he was doing there observing my hands.

He can be so weird.

"Nothing. Don't mind me. Is that okay if I choose what we're going to eat?"

"What's with the manners? You didn't ask me when you reserved the Italian restaurant. Do it!"

"Then let's go."

We walked for a couple of minutes and then he stopped. I started turning my head from one side to the other to see which cafe he would choose, but there weren't even any.

"Here it is. We're going to eat...drum roll...HOT DOGS!"

Honestly, I was shocked. Lets me just tell you it wasn't in a bad or in a good way, it was just that no one has ever done this and it surprised me.

"Hot dogs?"

"What? Aren't you happy?"

"Well, it's a lot different than what I expected, but anyway let's do this."

"Did you want something more expensive?" he looked at me with an expression that I couldn't really figure out.

"So you think I'm like all the girls you've been out with? Come on you can't think like that. I don't care how expensive something is and you better not care either. We can eat whatever is convenient, I don't mind at all," I said flipping my hair.

"I'm surprised by the way."

"By what?"

"I'll tell you when I buy the hot dogs. Wait a sec and oh by the way do you want it both with ketchup and mustard?"

"Of course! Who eats it without them?" I asked stretching my hands into opposite directions.

"You never know," he said smiling mysteriously.

He came back with two hot dogs in one of his hands and with a pineapple juice and a Pepsi in the other.

"Don't tell me you even know what my favorite juice is," I looked at him so shocked that I couldn't even blink.

"Oh yeah angel. I'm an amazing person, I know that. I don't like that glance. What's wrong?"

"Are you stalking me by any chance?"

"You wish. I saw you drinking the juice in the cafeteria a couple of times, so I figured you liked it more than the other flavors, so yeah that's why I bought it baby," he said feeling cool.

"Don't ever call me baby and don't tell me you don't have mustard on your hot dog," and now I was even more shocked than I was before.

"And what if I don't?" he said not understanding the extent to which the news was horrible.

"Give your hot dog to me. Right this second," I said and he, not understanding what was happening, quickly gave his hot dog to me.

"Take this one. You should eat mine. You have to eat it with the mustard. It's tastier."

"But I don't want it angel. I don't even like mustard," he said refusing my golden proposal.

"When was the last time you tried the mustard?" I asked knowing the answer. That's what most of the people answer when you ask them this question. People say they don't like something and when you ask them when was the last time they actually tried it, they barely remember that moment or they don't even remember it at all.

"Uhm...I don't know...when I was 16 maybe?"

"You're a grown up now you idiot. Try it right now. You'll like it for sure."

"What about you? You don't like it when it's only with ketchup," he said looking at me with worry.

"That's not a problem for me. I'll survive. Now come on, try it, come on," I laughed.

He bit a little piece of the hot dog and tried tasting the mustard. Again, this is what most people do when they taste something they think they don't like, as if biting a little piece will change the fact that they're eating the thing they "don't like". After a moment he bit a huge piece of the hot dog.

"Seriously, slow down. You're eating like a demon. Did you like it that much?"

He rose his head and looked at me like a little kid, which was so cute. BUT he would never know about that.

"Yeah. I liked both; the hot dog with the mustard and you."

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Published on 18.03.19