its true love

~^chapter 4^~

EL POV

All day I thought about max. Her beautiful red hair that curled in ways I wish mine did. The way I fantasize about running my finger through her hair and staring into those blue eyes that looked like a beautiful sky. Her freckles that ran across her face like a constellation. I don't quite know what these feelings are yet, but I know I wish max was here. So i called her and shes having a sleepover. Im hoping we can watch a movie and maybe I'll get an excuse to hold her.

At the sleepover

The petite brunette and the red haired girl giggled and talked about school. They watched their favorite movies and ate popcorn. When their hands touched grabbing some, they said nothing but stared at each other. They gazed into each-others eyes for a bit then pulled them out, continuing like nothing happened at all. Max knew she felt better around her then with anyone she'd ever known. That night after el fell asleep, she thought about getting off the couch and crawling into her arms on the couch near her, but she knew it would be weird. Max thought about their lips touching- and them holding hands and having picnics in flower fields that went on forever. She thought about putting her hands around her waist and with the other hand running it through her short, curly, caramel hair. But that's unrealistic. Right?...