The Perfect Wave (On Hold)

Chapter 9: Who Am I Kidding?

The first day at Disneyland we didn't do much. We went and did a few things, ate dinner at a nice restaurant in the park, and checked in to our room at the resort.

Yes, we shared a room, and a bed, but we didn't do anything other than sleep.

I woke up the next morning, my cheek pressed to Elliot's bare chest. His arm was around my waist, holding me close. I smiled.

I ran a hand down his toned torso, stopping at his waist line. He stirred slightly, and I acted as though I was asleep. I heard him yawn and felt him stretch under me.

He sighed and ran a hand over my cheek. "I can't believe the girl I think I love is leaving in two weeks." Love? "Who am I kidding? There's no thinking about it. The girl I love is leaving in two weeks!"

I pretended to stir so he'd stop talking and I wouldn't be accused of eavesdropping. "Erica?" He whispered. I hummed, snuggling deeper into his chest; he's actually quite comfy.

He chuckled and flipped to where he was hovering me. I pushed him playfully. "Shh... I'm sleeping."

"Not anymore!" He kissed my lips, his hands on my hips. My hands found his shoulders, but I pulled back, "Elliot?"

"Yeah?" He asked, face full of curiosity. "I love you, too." I blurted out. He looked kind of mad at first, probably because he said it in front of me, but then he smiled, "Thank God." And he reconnected our lips.

My knees were up against his sides as I pushed him to sit up. I then pushed him to his back so I was hovering him.

I pulled back, "I love you." I smiled. He grinned, "I love you, too." He kissed me, again.

He pulled away, my hair framing his face. He ran a thumb down my cheek, "You're so beautiful." He mumbled. I smiled, "Thank you."

He pecked my lips, "It sucks that we only have today left. I wanna stay here, with you, forever. No interruptions, no leaving, just the two of us."

"It's too perfect to be possible." I sighed. "I know. So let's get dressed and make the most of it, yeah?" He asked. I smiled, "Yeah."

• • •

"You know, you still don't talk that much?" I asked as we stood in line for the California Screamin' roller coaster.

"I guess five years of being silent does that to you." He shrugged. "I'm not going anywhere. I don't want you back in that state." I said as I took a step up.

He stood a step below me, holding my waist. "But you are." He sighed. "But I'll be back. I don't know when. Thanksgiving maybe. I love you, Eli. I'm not going anywhere for good."

He smiled, "That's the first time you called me that." I rose an eyebrow, "What?" I asked. "You called me Eli." I smiled, "Yeah, yeah I did."

"I love you, Erica. So much." He whispered. "I love you too, Elliot. I'm always available to talk no matter where I am."

"Alright, I'm holding you to that. Don't complain when I call you at two in the morning." He joked. I slightly shoved his arm, "We have a one hour time difference."

"So?" He asked. "Don't call me at two in the morning!" I laughed as we boarded the roller coaster. "Okay! Okay!"

• • •

We watched a few concerts at the park and visited gift shops, and a lot of other things, before we left.

When we arrived at the Kings' house, I just sat there. I didn't want our trip to end. 

"Erica," Elliot asked, grabbing my hand, "you alright?" I turned to face him, "I don't want this to be over. I had too much fun." 

He smiled, "I agree, but it's already three in the morning. I know you're tired; I can see it in your eyes." He chuckled slightly, pushing a strand of hair behind my ear. I ducked my head suddenly very aware of my droopy eyelids.