Love Like a Meteorite

I know. I sometimes have a sadistic sense of humor.

The girl and boy sat in the parked car, hardly daring to look at each other.  The girl bit her lip and the boy swallowed.

“Well, are you going to kiss me?” she asked, batting her eyelashes and wetting her lips. The boy cleared his throat and pulled at his collar.

“Gee- I - I really don’t know...”

“Well we could turn on the radio,” she offered. he nodded vigorously, and they both ended up reaching for the radio at the same time. Their hands touched, seeming to send an electric shock through their bodies. They both looked at each other, the tension exciting and almost unbearable. They closed their eyes and leaned in, and soon his lips were on hers...

Suddenly, a meteorite came down from the sky-crushing the car and killing them both instantly.

The End.