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Ok, so this is here because Courtney wanted it to be. (i didn't wanna put it in yet) tell me wat u think. it is only PART of the "love" part in the begining. haha courtney.
When Gloria walked back through my door, I couldn’t believe it. She
really did come back. Now I just had to tell her. That was going to be
interesting.
“You made it,” I said, and ignored the sour look on her face.
“Yeah,” was the only reply I got.
“Are you sure that you want to go through with this?”
“Are you sure you want to ask me that question?”
“Touché.”
She sat on my bed, looking mad about something. I decided to let it
pass, and ignore the look she was giving me.
Women. I was never going to understand.
“Is there something you would like to say?” she asked bitterly, and
threw me another look. If looks could kill, I’d be dead already.
“Um…nope.” I said, trying my hardest to off set her mood. It wasn’t
working too well.
I guess she decided that she was over her mood, because her face
suddenly cleared up.
“Are we leaving tonight?” she asked sweetly. I knew she was up to
something. I just wasn’t sure what.
“If you want.”
“It’s now or never.”
“What time?”
“Midnight.”
“We’ll meet at the park.”
“Alright,” she said, and gave me such a peculiar look that I couldn’t
help myself. my thoughts ran wiled. I leaned closer to her, and looked deep
into her eyes. It didn’t
take her long to register what I was thinking, for she was suddenly in my
arms. She was shaking, and I looked down to find that she was crying.
Why are you crying? Did I do something wrong? Think something bad?
“Not you,” she replied tearfully, “me.”
I didn’t reply. As I gazed into her eyes, it struck me how innocent she looked. How beautiful. Her black hair framed her large, brown eyes. And her tan cheeks had a reddish tint from crying. Her hair smelled like strawberries, her favorite shampoo. I found myself wondering how I had never noticed before. And here she is, sitting on my lap, arms wound around my neck. She is mine. All mine.
I pulled her back, and looked into her eyes again. This time there was nothing stopping me. I leaned forward, and our lips met. She stiffened for an instant, and then melted into my arms.
My hands traveled up her back, tangling themselves in her hair. Just as I felt her hands in my hair. I leaned closer still, our bodies completely touching. It felt wonderful, like a dream come true. We could have sat here for ever, and I wouldn’t have cared.
 mellerbell · Wed Jan 28, 2009 @ 06:50pm · 2 Comments |
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