Well, it was when i was 16, with my first proper girlfriend, i had taken her out the day before to the cinema not really as anything (although she and i wanted more) and had walked her back to her house where we cuddled for about 45 mins, i would have kissed her, but her m8 kept txtin me saying dont kiss her (she doesnt want u to, and i was so ****ed i took the advice). Now i know she fancied me to, she was my third kiss.
The next day we met up and spent half a day cuddling in the sun in the park (and acting like a couple), she moved in, cos i kept going in and then pulling away and she got so frustrated. Then she got pissed as i kissed with my eyes open (she was so beautiful that i couldnt tear my eyes off her,nah just got bored and wanted to see what the crowded parks reaction was to us, but how did she know they were open unless she looked).