Only Us (Am I Normal Yet? Continuation)

Chapter 3

AN: Enjoy this chapter :) Might make it the last one.

BAD THOUGHT
You're going to mess it up and he'll have another breakdown.
WORSE THOUGHT
He's going to hate you.
Good Thought
Breathe Evie, you're going to be fine. Why would you mess it up?

So I go in. The first thing I see are his big, forest green eyes. I forgot how gorgeous he is. Then he sees me as he grants me a nervous smile. One of those smiles with one corner up, like a lop sided grin. Then he goes back to looking nervous and very obviously wiped his hands on his jeans. I walk over and gently hug him.
We sit down and just exchange pleasantries for a minute. It leads to an awkward silence as the chatter dies out. He leg taps even harder against the table, causing the coffee, he had obviously ordered prior to my arrival, to spill everywhere. Just as he goes to clean it up, I blurt out " I'm so so sorry Oli."  Almost immediately he replies "No, no it's not your fault, it's my fault. Who brings their parents on a first date? I'm such a weirdo"

He looks down shamefully and I feel awful. He looks like he's about to cry. I took his hand in mine and begin to tell him everything right from the beginning. He looks at me with a mixture of shock, sadness, pity, anger and guilt.

After I finish, he hesitated and then gently and carefully wipes my face with his thumb. It comes away wet. I didn't realise I was crying. For a minute, we didn't say anything. Then Oli begins to breathe deeply and heavily, his legs making the table quake. Suddenly it all stops, as if he's mustering up all his courage and he leans over and gently presses his lips to mine. I close my eyes and melt into his kiss. He tastes like vanilla and coffee and the slightest bit of chocolate and it's amazing. He's amazing. He makes me feel incredible, like nothing else matters because we are together and the same. I feel his lips quiver with worry and then leave mine. I pause for a moment and then open my eyes and lean my head on his shoulder. He doesn't flinch. He whispers "I'm sorry" instinctively and and I embrace him and say into his ear " don't be sorry, that was incredible, you're incredible, I really like you and you don't seem to think I'm a freak but I am and all I can think about right now is how much I want you to kiss me again because I'm better when I'm with you, I'm broken but you make me feel whole, you cure me, Oli and I don't know what to say I just-" I'm cut off by his lips meeting mine. He's gentle and holds my head as though I'm made of glass and will shatter if he holds on too tight. I entwine my fingers in his hair, reassuring him that it's okay. It's better than okay. In this moment nothing else matters, it's perfection. And the world falls away. And it's Only Us.