Like Saturn and Mercury Under Eclipse

Chapter 16

It's August 10th, and Clay is off his break. Just as I said, our plans were back on. So here I am, on a plane to the USA. Specifically, Orlando, Florida.

This whole time, me and Dream wanted to meet up on the 11th, and for his birthday (the 12th), we'd both face reveal. I had to keep secret, and it was rough after he left. I'm glad he's back now.

I spent nine and a half hours staring outside a plane window. Then, I finally arrived in Orlando. The weather is not the best today, it's a raining mess. Now I regret not bringing a coat.

I look up, seeing the dark night sky. It should be around 3am on the 11th now. I took a flight late in the day just for this exact reason, I wouldn't have to stay in a hotel.

There's a ping on my phone, and I grab it out of my pocket. It turns on as it buzzes with a new text, and I click it. My head snaps up once I read it, my eyes wandering around.

MM: You're the kid with the curly purple hair, right?
MM: Who was looking at the sky?

At first, I don't catch anything, but then I see him. He was the man in the Dream hoodie. I can't lie, he looks breathtaking. That might even be an understatement.

Clay was tall, probably around 6'1 or so. His frame was slim but muscular. His lips were slightly thin, chapped, and a soft pink. He had a perfectly chisled face. His soft, blonde, rain-soaked hair was perfect.

The front fell a little in front of his eyes, dripping. The back was shaped around his neck and cheeks. He looked great, perfect even. I just couldn't stop the heat rising to my cheeks.

We smiled at each other, and I ran to him. I almost tackled him in a hug, but he managed to keep himself up. He was truly cold due to the rain, but I swear I could feel warmth radiating off of him.

His arms felt nice around me, I fit into them perfectly. I never though he'd be the one I'd fall for, not only for his looks, but his personality too. My type is crazy guys, the good kind, of course. Clay was calm, not crazy.

I hadn't noticed it before, I guess I had been too busy. Now that he's holding me close, I realize it all. The pain of him being gone was because I liked him. How he could instantly calm me was because I liked him. How he could make me laugh, even when it felt impossible, was because I liked him.

I realized that neither of us had let go yet. I didn't want to. His arms were warm and comforting. I wanted to be held in them forever.

I love him.