So my last post mentioned that I needed to make a move on Taylor. Of course, it took a lot of probing from my friends, which ended up turning great. On Monday, I went to his house and hung out with him and he seemed very sweet and flirtatious. Nothing happened though, but imagine my surprise when I come home and my sister suddenly confessed that Taylor and her had been texting about me this past week and that he really liked me and he had wanted to kiss me for a while.

With a newfound confidence, I took Staci over to Taylor’s at 10:30, where we hung out for a little. I sat down on the street and then Staci just…hid…in my car and left me alone with Taylor. We were flirting a lot, and then he started talking to me in Spanish which was cute. He called me beautiful, smart, funny, and perfect. It was cute. We made fun of each other a bit, and then he like, cupped my face and said “cara” (face), touched my eyes and said “ojos” (eyes), touched my lips and said, “labios” (lips), and then he hugged me and said, “brazo”. I was all giddy and giggling and excited, and then he went “el beso?” and i honestly did very poorly in Spanish so I was kind of like, eh?? And he was like, “You really don’t know?” and I responded, “No…I forgot.”

And then he kissed me. And then I kissed him two more times. And stupidly grinning, I said, “I like kissing you.” To which he responded, “I like kissing you too.”

Haha I’m so dumb. But it was perfect. I told him I liked him and he told me he liked me. And I was all high on the clouds.

This is when his neighbor almost ran us over and told us he was going to call the cops on us if we didn’t leave.

Although it ended bad, I’m still super super excited and I sound like a little girl, I know. I can’t help it though.

*HAPPY*

<3