Fragile Heart

Twenty Four

I fluttered open my crusty eyelids to reveal Josh's head placed above mine. His bare chest nestled against mine supplying with me warmth. His muscular arms cradled around me like I was a fragile baby, I felt my insides burst with emotions but I fought to stay still. I didn't want to wake him, waking him meant leaving this position, and that's something I never wanted to do. I felt secure and an end to a war when I was tucked against him. I looked around, being careful not to raise my head. I was at Riley's house, in Josh's guest room. My plump, pink lips formed a curvy smile. Josh startled me by tilting his head down awards and starring into my balls of ocean.
"Good morning beautiful." He smiled and rubbed his eyes. His voice was all tired and groggy, it was completely and utterly attractive.
I returned the smile and leaned upwards to lay a soft kiss on his lips.
"I missed you Maya." He whispered look downwards at my lips.
"I know, I missed you too."
"No, like I really missed you."
He pulled me tighter into his embrace and all of our scars seemed to magically fade away.
"Don't leave again." My throat started to tighten as I said those words that tasted like poison.
"I'm here."
He gently unraveled our bodies and got up.
He grabbed a loose shirt out of his luggage and was half way done placing it on.
"No." I teased.
He blushed and finished tugging it over his perfectly chiseled body.
"No worries, you'll see more someday." He winked and I threw a vacant pillow towards him.
"Where are you going?" I asked as he was turning the knob.
"I'm going to make you breakfast of course."
"No, I'm fine. I'm really not hungry."
I couldn't eat, the butterflies in my stomach were swarming and occupying any room meant for food.
"You have to eat."
"No, I'm fine." I smiled weakly.
"I'll take you to the French corner cafe that you rave about. I'll let you get anything."
My eyes widened and I leaped off of the bed with my new found energy. I was still in my tight dress from last night.
"I'm just going to change really quick." I smiled while pushing him out the door.
"Come on, let me stay." He teases and I locked the door for safety.
I pulled out a pair of solid black leggings, a white solid shirt, and a leather jacket that had a gray hood stitched on the insides.
I looked in the mirror, played with my day old curls that were now back to my usual beachy waves, and cleaned up my leftover makeup.
"Hey." I walked out looking at Josh. He had his leather jacket strapped on as well, we were that dark, mysterious couple that looked cooler than they actually were.
"You're gorgeous."
He smirked and coiled his arm around my shoulders.
"Good bye Riley." I screamed announcing my exit.
Josh and I strolled our way towards the cute, little French cafe that I loved so much. It was a mini piece of France delivered to New York. It's my dream to visit France, to see all of the beautiful art in the Louvre. I wanted to carry my passion and paint on the busy streets of France.
"What would you like?" The sweet lady with the bags of wrinkles smiled.
"Let's see, I'll have a lemon Raspberry Crepe please. Josh,what do you want?"
"I'll have a crepe as well, with Nutella though please."
"So, you're one of those weirdos." I raised my eyebrows and giggled.
"What weirdos?"
"The weirdos who like nutella!"
"I can't date a girl who doesn't like Nutella."
As he said the word date I felt his eyes trail to his feet.
"I'm sorry, I mean you know.."
"Josh, relax." I reassured him.
"So, when's this NYU program begin?"
"Later today, around 5. It's just an orientation. I'll get so meet some people and head to a few parties afterwards to meet some people in the college."
College girls? My heart sank, weighed down my insecurity.
"Nice." I forced a smile and looked away.
"Maya, don't worry. I like you. I would never hurt you again."
It's not fair of me to tie him down, he's heading off to a college party.. The last party I went to had a bouncy house.
"No, don't worry about me. Tonight's your night. Make first impressions and be yourself."
"Myself? Maya myself likes you."
"I like you too." I said while regaining his eye contact and cupping his hands in mine.
"I give you permission to have fun. You're now tied to me Josh, I'm not going to hold you back. Especially tonight, go flirt it up with girls and joke it up with some guys. At the end of the night, you're mine and that's all I need."
"Is this some kind of trick Ms. hart?"
"No, I trust you." I managed a smile.