I had always fancied the thought that alternate worlds existed. The universe was a vast, complex thing after all, and scientists had barely touched the surface of the secrets it held. However, not once had it ever crossed my mind that in one of the many alternate realities, I would be in a smelly and dirty alleyway, lip locked with my self-proclaimed nemesis with whom I got stuck in an alternate world in.
Suddenly, the rapid beating of my heart halted into a stop. I was kissing Gareth Winds. Or more like, he was kissing me. And not just like a small peck on the lips that just lasted for half a second, no. His lips were moving against mine, and I could feel his breath on my face and the heat of his fingertips on my neck. And for the life of me, I couldn’t figure out why I was responding. I
