When Words Fail

Chapter 23

I was frozen at first and I stared at his closed eyes with mine so wide.

We were just like that for seconds. I was waiting for him to pull away but he didn't.

I felt something tugging inside my ribs.

Was it my heart?

Yes it was.

It was pounding so loud I can hear it on my ears and I feel so scared yet happy at the same time.

I actually felt like I'm gonna burst into pieces.

The weird thing was, I wasn't angry. Then I realized part of me liked him, really, really liked him.

I just realized it.

I really like him, do I?

I creased my brows as I opened my mouth and returned the kiss. Moments ago we were frozen, but now we were moving harmoniously.

His hands were still cupping my face as mine found its way to his hair, pulling him closer to me. His hand went at my back to pull me closer to him too.

What's this feeling?

Did I really fell for him?

Is this bad or good?

I don't even know, because at the moment my mind was full of him, of how he tasted and smelled like vanilla, of how soft his hair was, of how firm and gentle was his grip on me, of how smooth his lips were, of how he was such a good kisser, of how naturally our lips and body move in sync like they were made for each other.

We were both gasping for air the moment I pulled away.

He was staring at me with so much affection, with so much care.

He cupped my face again, his eyes never leaving mine.

I never felt being cared for like this in years.

"What do you feel?" He asked, his voice trembling. It was the first time I ever heard his voice tremble.

"I don't know." I said with the same tremble in my voice.

"Do you feel happy?"

Silence.

When I didn't answer, he let go of my face and stood up, his back on me.

"If you're not, we can just pretend this never happened." His voice was dripping with emotions. Emotions that I could not describe with words.

Silence.

He started to walk away.

He's walking away.

Every step he take, the distance between us becomes wider and wider.

I felt suddenly cold because of the breeze – or more like because his warmth, his touch was radiating away.

Why do I feel hurt that he's walking away?

Why?

I stood up and went after him.

I knew I was being foolish.

I grabbed his arm and blocked his way as I said, "I'm so damn happy." Before tugging his shirt and pulling him closer to me.

I saw a glitch of surprise and joy in his eyes as I close the distance between our lips.

Given the fact that he's a foot taller than me, I needed to tip toe and pull him harder.

He immediately returned the kiss while crouching down to match my height.