remember when

nine

remember when that big storm hit on the last day of school sophomore year? josie was not in school that day. her family'd left for hawaii. 

the storm was so dangerous that we had to stay in school. the electricity went out and we were all stuck there. we gathered in the main hall. teachers handed out blankets, candles were everywhere, we drank leftover syrups and ate old apples and biscuits. it was really nice, because even though it was cold as hell, we were all close that day. everyone tried to help.

i sat with my friends, each of us wrapped in a blanket as we ate the apples and told each other horror stories, faces lit by the candle light. all of a sudden, you approached us. you stood above me in your glory and with your disheveled hair. you said my name. it felt so foreign said by you, in your hoarse voice, and yet, it sounded beautiful. "can i join you guys?" you asked.

my girls and i exchanged meaningful looks and then i nodded. you sat down next to me. "where's your blanket?" i asked. "i gave it to one of the cooks," you answered simply. that was so you, good and selfless everywhere you went. one of the many things i loved about you, along with your awesome brown hair and your freckles and your green eyes and the small wrinkles around your eyes when you smiled and your euphonious laugh.

we shared my blanket, our bodies touching. as the day progressed and the storm damaged everything around us, we talked and talked. you were so cool with my friends. i could tell how amazed they were by you. at one point—i don't even remember when exactly it happened or why—i laid my head on your shoulder. then, you sneaked your hand under the blanket without anyone noticing and held my hand in yours. 

when everyone was asleep, we stood up and walked the empty corridors. the sound of thunder and rain was everywhere, and the halls were occasionally lit by lightnings. 

"i like the way your hand fits into mine," you muttered. under different circumstances, i'd probably laugh, since the sentence sounded so cheesy, but back then, it brought butterflies to my stomach. i just held your hand with more force, trying to hold on to you and that particular moment.

"why did you ignore me this whole year?" you asked suddenly. i couldn't find the right words for a while, so finally i said the first complete sentence my mind managed to form.

"i guess i couldn't compete with josie. she's so pretty, better in every way. i let her have you, since she obviously wanted you so desperately," i said, my voice small and meaningless mixed with the rain and thunder.

"oh." you said simply. "so you didn't want me? desperately? or at all?"

i scoffed. "jesus christ. of course i wanted you, dumbass. desperately, wholeheartedly, fully, completely. ever since the first day i saw you. i still want you. you know that, right?" 

air is an overrated thing

was the only sentence i could think of as you pressed your lips onto mine and your hand on my cheek and the other one around my waist and i put my hands in your hair and all i could smell and feel and taste and see and touch was you, you everywhere.

then you slammed me against the wall and i couldn't breathe and i didn't mind because your lips were on mine, a cure to all the diseases and natural disasters, your hands were all over my body and you whispered sweet words into my ears.

we stayed in the corridor for half an hour and kissed and walked and i loved you more than ever that night, my love. the storm outside was nothing compared to the storm in my heart, tearing every wall i'd built to protect myself apart, destroying everything i believed, waking me up, allowing me to come to my senses. my whole world changed that night.

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a/n: okay this is one of my favourite chapters. the cupcakes are so sweet here. but but but i suck at writing romantic scenes so sorry for that. :3