Ooohhh boy. He just killed her, right there. Not killed like the table and sign had tried to kill her, but slayed her like---like nothing she'd ever experienced before. Completely knocked her off her feet, and Kobe had no idea how to revive herself. Like...this wasn't happening. That's what it felt like! She felt like this wasn't actually happening, and she was still dreaming, and it was just one big joke her potion-ridden mind was playing on her.
Kobe felt Jonas' hands move on her hips and her fingers curled into the back of his neck, and it hit all her doubts about this being real right out the window. She wasn't just an over zealous fan, she had seen him staring and all of the images she had of Jonas being nice and sweet and kind were true and holy crap.
How did he know for sure that he was mad about her? He didn't know that she was an idiot, and sometimes a bit of a tart! Should she tell him? The thought of actually saying those words made Kobe's eyes widen, but she pushed them away quickly and pressed up on her toes to kiss him again. They were still standing in her doorway so she awkwardly shut the door, glad to have it to press up against.
Yeah, she'll let him figure out all her faults later.
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