Unexpected Love

Chapter 5: Kevin

I decided to move into this town, to live here. So I moved into an apartment. I wanted to stay here, I didn't want to go back just to realize they moved on without me. I already knew that much. I wanted to finish college and move on with my life. I had to drive to my dorm and pack everything to move into my apartment. I was unpacking my stuff when I was looking at this vase. Beautiful vase, and when I set it down. It moved! I re-looked at it and just thought I was crazy.
I called Kevin. A knock came to the door. I opened it.
"I'm moving into an apartment!" I squealed.
"Yes! Finally!" He smiled hugely.
I lightly punched his arm. "Now you can visit me anytime."
"I'd like that, Chloe. Thanks." He grazed my arm. I blushed. Did I really blush? Am I becoming a psycho? The next day, I was making coffee in my new apartment when I heard a knock. I opened it, knowing it was Kevin.
"Hey! Kevin. Come in."
"Hey, how are you?"
"Good, good. Make yourself at home. Do you need anything? Coffee? Tea?"
"Coffee, please."
"Coming right up." I walked to the kitchen and brewed a fresh cup of coffee.
"This apartment is cool. Like, it's all white. Futuristic." He looked around at my white walls, couches (that can get very dirty if you don't be careful), table tops, plates, and silverware.
"Yep. I'm kinda into white. White everything." I laughed.
He chuckled too. "Oh, I never knew that."
"It's okay. Now you know. Don't mind the boxes, I'm still moving in," I came out and sat by him, waiting for the coffee. He brushed my chin with his fingers. He tucked a small lock of hair behind my ear. I then realized how close he was. He leaned in and I thought he was going to kiss me. I think this was how people kiss. I wasn't stupid, I've seen people kiss all the time.
"Kevin..." He stopped and looked at me. Realizing what he was going to do sent him leaning away.
"Chloe,"
"Yea,"
He smiled. "Come to the park with me?"
"But the coffee!"
"It'll be fine. Come on!" We walked to the park and sat at our bench. "I have something to say to you."
"Uh oh." I chuckled but stopped when I saw his face. "What is it?"
"Um. Don't freak out. I don't know how I'm going to say this and I don't know how you'll react but I'm just--"
"Kevin. Kevin Hart." he stopped rambling and looked at me. "Just tell me."
"Okay, here goes. I'm in love with you."
"What?" I stifle a gasp and look down at my hands which I didn't know it was clenched. I didn't know what to say. He fell in love with me. I imagined this, and I liked it. I wanted it to happen. But now, it's all too real. I fell in love too, but I wasn't going to say that or admit it or even think about it. I think I just did...
"I love you, Chloe. Please say something." Kevin reached for my hand.
"No, no, no," I pulled my hand gently away. "I'm sorry, I can't."
"Please. Please don't walk away. If you do, I don't know what I will do, I will probably never love again." He explained, looked down at the ground.
"Please don't." She looked at him. Why did I fall in love with him? He feels the same way I do, with my dad, and everything. "You know that I can't love."
"But why?"
" I told myself I will never love because of my dad."
"I know your dad did stuff that's unforgivable. But you can move on."
"I'm not sure."
"Sure you can."
She faced him. Time to tell him how she felt. "Kevin, I think that I love you too. I really don't know how it feels like, but I can't. I just...can't. I'm broken, Kevin. I don't think that you want a damaged girl."
"But that's why I love you so deeply. We are both broken. You understand me and we always have each other. But Chloe, you have to let it go. Fill up that hole you want so desperately to cover."
He looked unsure, not knowing how I feel. "I'm sorry, Kevin." I went into tears and he hugged me, whispering that I'll be okay. I clutched onto him.
"I love you...Please let me help you," he murmured.
After we hugged, he wiped my eyes. "Okay." I said. If he was going to help me through this then I can do anything. He gave me the power to let things go.
"Okay?"
"Yeah. Okay."
He bent down and kissed me. Pulling my face closer to him. I didn't know what to do, this was my first kiss. He felt my hesitation, and understood. He went slower, showing me. I wrapped my hands around him and deepened the kiss. When he pulled away. I smiled.
He smiled back. "You should go visit your dad."
"Kevin." I warned.
"I mean it, It'll heal your heart. It must have ruined your childhood without a mom and mostly without a dad. Remember my dad? I came home and he also confessed to me why he was so messed up. He said that with mom being in the hospital and me being gone, he was falling apart. He apologized and I forgave. So I want you to go so that you won't be messed up about your dad."
"Okay. I will." I kissed him again. When we returned to the apartment, the coffee was just fine.
After that, I talked about the hardest things, and he sat there, listening to him every word that came out of my mouth. We talked until it was dark. He kissed me for a long time before he left my apartment. I started to fall more in love with Kevin, loving everything about him. His shaggy hair. His gray eyes, ever so kind. The way he explained things to me. We went to this restaurant and it was like french, I think. We walked home to his apartment and we danced. I moved into his apartment and we slept in each other's arms. We were completely in love. When it was finally time to visit my dad, he was there at the AirPort. Saying goodbye.
"I will miss you," he said quietly.
"I will too."
"Call me every day."
"I really don't know how these relationships go, but I'll try."
"Relationships have some sass. Like you can call each other babe."
"Really? Babe?"
"Yes, babe."
I laughed so hard that the other people at the AirPort stared at me. "Okay. Babe." I tried out the word, it didn't sound so bad.
"I love you." He kissed me. I kissed him back.
"Love you too." I climbed the stairs as he helped with my bags. I sat down in one of the chairs and waited until the plane started to fly. I watched as his figure, the way his hair blows in his face, his kind gray eyes, and his body stood watching as the plane took off. His body got smaller until I couldn't see him anymore. I already miss him. Besides that, I was nervous to see my dad in such a long time. I was afraid he would dismiss me like when I was a child. But I trusted Kevin, this will heal me. It will. I called Kevin when I was on the plane. He asked if I was there yet and I said that I was still on the airplane. I said goodbye and fell asleep. I dreamed about Kevin and then I saw my dad. His eyes were so baggy. He looked tired. I called out to my dad and he looked at me like he saw a ghost. I heard a noise behind me, and I turned around. My mom was in a white flowing dress with her blonde hair blowing behind her. She smiled at us. She whispered to me "forgive, forgive."
I woke up and said, "Forgive."
"Excuse me? What was that?" A stewardess was passing with the food cart.
"Um, nothing. Thanks."
Do you need anything? Water, tea? Coffee maybe?"
"Uh, no. I'm fine."
"Suit yourself, dear."
I didn't go back to sleep. Forgive, forgive.