I don't know what happened or how. All I know is that we were on my bed. My body moved close to her warm embrace, and the warmth that radiated from her skin felt like the ☆sun☆
Her hands circled spots on my body that felt numb. She brought life to it. My head propped upright on her shoulder. Every few minutes, she would ask me if I wanted to talk about it. Obviously, she was just a concerned friend. Friend.
I closed my eyes and hoped to god that my problems could just disappear. How can I tell her that my heart races every time she's near? How do I explain that her touch is both a comfort and a torment because it reminds me of what I can't have? My thoughts were a tangled mess, and the silence between us was both a relief and a weight. Just sitting here made me feel like a traitor, like I was stealing something.
"I'm here for you, Hazel," she whispered, her breath warm against my ear. "You don't have to go through this alone."
I bit my lip, holding back the words I've kept in for a long time, My shaky breath mumbled out a response in my heart, "Can....Can we just stay like this. I don't feel like talking.."
She tightened her embrace, and I felt her nod. The world outside our small bubble of comfort seemed so distant, almost unreal. I could hear her heartbeat, steady, and reassuring, and for a moment, I allowed myself to believe that everything would be okay. Of course, not everything was ok, but I could allow myself to believe it was.
The gentle rhythm of her heart beat as her chest rose up and down, Time passed like flies, like time didn't have a meaning anymore. I found myself tracing patterns on her arm, simple shapes that mirrored the chaos in my mind.
"Remember when we first met?" Her voice sounded smooth and sacred. My mouth swung into a soft smile.
"Of course I remember, You decided to play blocks with me even though no one would." I wasn't lying, Her presence was more than enough for me growing up.
"That was probably one of my favourite days out of many. So consider yourself special. Hazel Brook Rain." This is why I loved her so much, her beauty and the way she always found a way to make a smile on my face.
"I don't think I could ever have such an amazing best friend better than you, Hazel." I found myself not being able to look away from her piercing black eyes. She slowly leaned forward. Is this really happening? I found myself leaning in slowly, just like she was. Eventually, our foreheads were touching, and the close proximity flew through the air as I closed the already close distance.
The kiss flew like confetti fireworks birds Stars
Finally, it was a puzzle piece I kept looking for. The puzzle piece I've been looking for my whole life.
She wasn't pulling away or pushing me to the dirt.
She was reciprocating. She.. was..reciprocating?
She tilted her head to deepen the kiss. I gripped her afro-like hair as I found myself enjoying the taste of her cherry flavoured lip balm.
She pulled away slowly but didn't leave my side at all. I smiled at her, thinking as I grabbed her face by her cheek, thumb, and fingers surrounding her ear. She cuddled up next to my back and held me tightly. My fingers interwinded with her fingers that slid slowly to my waist. The sadness felt like it finally left. The only tears that could be shed were tears of joy.
The only way to find her now was in my arms and my arms alone.
My mind still couldn't shake the thought on how she could possibly be mine.
Why would Penelope wanna be with me? I don't know. All I know is that... she's still here.
《With me》
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RomanceDealing with depression is hard, but what's harder is the people around you don't notice and play it off as you are lazy. 15 year old, Hazel had been dealing with depression, anxiety, and self-harm. Life had gone downhill ever since her father had...
