Lips crashed, teeth collided, tongues swirls, his face cupped by a stranger. Yet, he couldn't get himself to care.

Well, not after he realized that it was his first kiss.

The weakening sensation was gone. He was left hanging, waiting for something to happen. 

There was none.

"Come back here, you ! That was my first kiss!" He shouted, a crowd of people now looking at him wierdly. He pursed his lips, bowed his head and turned to leave. 'That , he stole my first kiss! I'll get him, I'm gonna take my first kiss back'

His mind wasn't functioning, really. How could anyone get back a first kiss? How? Just... How?