Tate and Violet- Forever Yours

Chapter 21- Violet

Violet

Hanging out and talking to Michael is fun and all, but in my mind I can't help but compare him to Tate.

When Michael smiles I can't help but think how Tate's smile is cuter or how his eyes light up when he is happy.

I know it's bad to compare Michael to Tate but I can't help my bullshit brain.

I've come to the conclusion that I need to be around Tate. I feel so empty and lonely when I'm not around him and meeting Michael has backed up my thoughts.

I should, in theory, be happy around Michael . He is a kind, funny, intelligent and extremely good looking. But none of those things seems to make me feel less empty or broken.

That's because you know you love Tate.

I.....
Shut up, stupid heart.

I don't love Tate.

You just can't function without him.

No.

I just need to talk to him that's all. I'll just hang out with him for a little bit so I can talk to someone.

That's it. I'll talk to him about Mum and Dad and get his advice on the situation.

But when is the right moment to bring up the subject.

"Violet, you've been really quiet. Are you sure you're OK ?"

Oh my God.

How the hell did I forget that Tate was sitting on the floor right next to my bed?

Idiot.
Stupid Violet.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

" Yeah, I'm fine"
I roll off the bed and land gracefully (not) next to Tate .

He looks slightly shocked that I've moved on to the floor in order to sit next to him but soon a faint smile cracks through his mouth.

Oh, how I have missed that smile.
Tate's smile could radiate sunshine through any dark cloudy sky.
Tate's smile could charm the legs of a snake and snakes don't have legs.

His smile grows even larger and he is just sitting in front of me with the biggest cheesiest, slightly creepy grin on his face.

I can't help but smile a little it's like all the darkness and hate I've been building up all of these years is finally leaving me.

And I feel great.

"Tate, stop smiling it's really creeping me out"

I say almost to the point of laughing.

Tate looks at me and begins to smile even more.

" But Violet, my smile is so dazzling "

Dazzling that's one way to describe it. I would rate it on more of an adorable scale.

" If you don't stop smiling, I guess I'll just have to tickle you"

Leaning slowly over to Tate I grab his foot.
I really hope he is ticklish .
Somehow the thought of Tate rolling on the floor laughing and squirming is an image I would like to see.

" Challenge Accepted. Let the tickle Wars Commence "

Tate pulled his leg away from my arm and dashed up prancing around the room like a ninja.

I stood up my self and took fighting stance with a pillow in my hands. Before I could make a move Tate comes running at me screaming.

We both get thrown to the floor and I can't help but to laugh. Soon Tate's laughing as well and we just stay like that.

I really have missed Tate and all the time we spent together doing stupid things like this.

I turn my head around to Tate who is lying next to me with a massive grin on his face. He turns his head towards mine and in an instant, his smile vanishes to something more serious.

" I have really missed this Violet."

" I missed this too Tate"

I lay my head down on his shoulder which smells exactly like him. And Tate smells good.

"Wait. Did you just sniff me?"

Shit I've been rumbled. What on earth am I gonna say now. I can't believe I actually inhaled his sweet manly scent.

OK Violet. Your getting kind of creepy now.
Play it cool.

" Of course not"

Slapping his shoulder I go to get up but Tate pulls me into a hug.

There's no point in resisting is there. Plus this actually feels quite good.

Wrapping my arms around Tate I pull him down so we are lying on the floor wrapped up in each others arms.

I think .......
I think that I've almost forgiven Tate.

But I need to sort my problems with Mum and Dad out first.

Tate nestles his head into my shoulder.
I guess it can wait for now.