Celestial Worlds

Chapter Forty-eight

It's been a month.

    It's been a month since I broke up with Daniel and today is May.

    Daniel hasn't contacted me or hasn't seen me since then and I haven't heard from it. I haven't heard from him.

    Me and Jonathan are together now. I'm happy, so far. He has been nice to me but we haven't done anything other than kiss since then. My mail came an hour ago. It contained a number again.

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    Jonathan's at home and Debby was glad that I came back at her house. She said it was cool and I should take my time here and she's happy that Jonathan and I were together. She's at the farm today, starting of the month is Sunday.

    Jonathan's head is on my lap and we're watching television.

    "So, babe, you wanna watch some movies?" He asks, looking up at me. I smile and bend down, giving him a soft kiss.

    "You know what? That sounds wonderful," I say. He stands up almost immediately and carries me on his back. I wasn't quite ready so yelp a little but I eventually laugh. He's been sweet to me every day. He always gives me sweet and warm kisses that melt my frozen heart. I love him, but I still haven't said it. I haven't said that to anyone yet.

    It's already night and the light is only coming from his curtains. His room has been a bit messier than before and it's because I've been sleeping here most of the time and my attic's still clean. We watch movies regularly and we sleep, quiet and innocent sleeps. He settles me down on the bed and he goes in the bathroom, I know he's changing into his pyjamas.

    They're flannel pyjamas and every time he comes out, my mouth lets out a squeezed giggle. He glares at me playfully when he hears that.

    I open the laptop; it's been my job lately. I open the laptop and he picks the movies.

    I put in the password.

    Which is: VictoriaIzHot0018

    He says it's been his password ever since I came here so every time I enter it, I blush and giggle a little.

    He goes out and sure enough, he's in his flannel pyjamas. A blue and striped one, like a sailor. I snort out a laugh and he glares at me.

    "Where we goin' cap'n?" I tease. He rolls his eyes and lunges toward me. He tackles me on the bed and he's tickling my sides, him on top. I laugh and swat his arms lifelessly.

    "STOP IT. I'm going to pee on you," I wheeze, out of breath. He stops and we both laugh, clutching our stomachs. He's beside me, his chest heaving up and down and his mouth on a smile. Like a cheetah, I stealthily lunge toward him and tickle his sides mercifully. But then I roll us too far, we fall on the ground.

    Well, an ungraceful cheetah.

    He quickly grabs the opportunity to tackle me again on the floor. He's tickling my sides again but this time, his mouth is on my neck.

    I laugh from the tickles and soon enough, his hands stop tickling me and they start to hold me tight against him. His mouth is moving on my neck now, kissing and sucking softly.

    "Jonathan," I sigh. He chuckles and hums against my neck. "I..."

    Then I roll him over and tackle his sides, tickling him hard. He's laughing hard but I doubt he feels anything through his hard abdomen. Then I stop my hands and lean over him, giving him a soft kiss. He pulls me close, his body against the carpeted floor.

    Great, we're making out on the floor.

    But I don't really mind.

    He pulls me onto his lap and I obey, sitting on him. He pulls me down and he kisses me deep and hard. Not urgent. He's taking this slowly and I kiss him back, as hard as he does. He grumbles at the back of his throat and he grips my hips tighter. I feel him smile beneath my lips as he says, "Would you mind giving this sailor some fish?"

    I laugh and break away. "That was horrible. I'm officially turned off," I say teasingly. I climb on the bed and set up the laptop, placing it on the foot of the bed where it's always placed during movie nights. I lie on the bed on my stomach and face the laptop. He does the same and he drapes the comforter over us, covering us except our heads. He plays a movie in one of our Movie Nights playlist and we watch together in silence.

    There's thins other thing about Jonathan, I'm glad he doesn't pull me in the middle of the movie for a kiss. He watches intently like me. He just slings a hand around me and stays silent.

    I lean in and kiss his cheek.

    I know, I'm a hypocrite.

   He looks at me and he smiles his 'you're sneaky' smile.

    After the movie's done, Jonathan yaws and shuts the laptop closed. He slide it off the bed and place sit under the bed. He grabs me and pulls me beside him on the bed, hugging me tightly. We're now lying on our sides and he's hugging me from behind. I'm half curled into a ball and I find it not quite comfortable so I roll over and face him-or more accurately, his chest. I drape an arm around him, pulling him closer. I sling a leg over his and he shifts, nuzzling his face on my neck. I laugh faintly because that always tickles and he touches his lips there, just touch, not kiss or a peck. Just touch.

    But it's enough to burn me.

    "Goodnight baby," he whispers.

    "Good night ass-hat."

     I don't even know if I'll ever come back home, because right now, I feel like I'm home.