Brayden stepped inside, slowly, but you could tell he was dying to tell us something. He had a piece of paper in his hand, it had fold marks on it. As he started walking towards me, a smile was slowly starting to grow on his face. "They found one."
I stopped, for I was walking over towards him, "What do you mean they found one? They found one of what?"
Brayden walked up to me slowly, not saying a word. He was walking rather slow, he wasn't too far away from me but the tension was unbearable. He smiled, coming down for a hug, "They found me a heart."
As he grabbed me, he lifted me up off the ground and spun me around. I was getting really dizzy but I didn't mind, for the love of my life - I know that sounds cliché but it seems rather appropriate - he's going to be able to stay alive and stop the chances of this ever occuring again. I gripped tighter and brought my legs up to wrap around him, it was actually quite a work out because of how fast he was spinning me. My legs were like two anchors to the air around us: pulling them in was crazy hard.
"I can graduate." He said, putting me down. "I can go to college and get a job. I can even marry you and start a life for the both of us."
I smiled, making sure he saw before I buried my head in his chest. I couldn't help it, I wanted to take in every bit of him, even if I could do this for the rest of my life if I truly desired. "I love you so much. I love you so much babe." My words came muffled through his big sweatshirt.
He was wearing a UCSD sweatshirt, one that he got when we all went in eighth grade for an Avid field trip. He had kept it this whole time because I told him I had liked it. I grabbed his sleeve and turned it to the side, revealing a little stain. I remember spilling my coffee on that exact spot.
"I love you too, Sweetheart." He kissed the top of my head. "I hope you aren't too tired. The weather feels pretty great, I'd like to go on a little walk with you."
I let go of him a little, just so one of my eyes was out from his sweatshirt so that I could peak at how serine the street looked right now.
I smiled, thinking about linking my arm through his and talking as we walked around our vague looking street. "Fine, as long you make me some tea."
He sighed, knowing it would make me pull away, "Okay okay." He joked, "Anything for you my little Whasian."
(He called me Whasian Bc of a stupid nickname I was stuck with since the 8th grade. Being both white and Filipino that is)
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Unexpected Love
RomanceChance is my best friend in the whole entire world. He knows just about everything about me and I know just about everything about him. When I met him, I wouldn't have intended to love someone as much as I do him, it quite possibly could be the deat...
