Together Again

Chapter 2 ~ What

I didn't get up and hug him.

I didn't get up and kiss him.

I didn't get up and talk to him.

I just sat there, my jaw open wide.

Hailey's palm collided with my face and thanked her, I was back to myself now, this was not happening again.

I was so confused.

We only bring in schools from around here, not Pennsylvania, this wasn't happening.

This was just a dream, please.

Some tears started to form in my eyes, crap!

I quickly blinked them away without notice.

Snapping the elastic band again and again and again was not helping.

He wasn't going away; he wasn't a figment of my imagination.

C'mon if I can't even stand thinking about him, how on earth am I supposed to stand this?

I kept myself calm with Hailey's help, I so owe her like 1,000,000.

Taking the risk of a second glance, I seen he still hasn't disappeared.

"You see him too?" I asked. "Right?"

"Yes Jessica, I see him." She held my shoulders still so I couldn't escape and do something I was going to regret.

My knees curled up to my chest and I wrapped my arms around them. A tear slipped through my closed eyelids, then another.

I felt them land on my bare knees.

"What's wrong?" Hailey's arms wrapped tightly around my arms and she held me into a hug until the tears slowed then stopped all together.

"I just really miss him..." my voice trailed off as I wiped the tears off my eyelashes and my cheeks.

My body uncurled.

I looked up from my knees.

Even from here you could see every beautiful feature on his face.

I studied his eyes from here, making sure he couldn't tell I was staring.

A cinnamon brown base, surround by an aqua blue, teal ring that blended in towards the centre of his eye. His pupil was a dark black, even from here if I looked into it, it looked like there was a whole other universe in there. It was endless; I'd started into it before. Surrounding the pupil was another ring, this time it was a silvery, chrome green. It separated the other shading from entering the alternate universe. My eyes studied his. The bottom of his eyes were forest green, the colors beautifully climbing up his eyes until they reached the top, the top layer of his eyes were a soft honey brown, the middles were multiple shades of hazel, each one a beauty on its own but when you put them together, a master piece of art work.

They glowed brightly.

My eyes started to move down his face, to his smile.

He always said he'd had an ugly smile, I think it's very beautiful.

Beautiful white teeth behind frosty pink lips, they look shiny and soft to the touch.

I closed my eyes, imagining my lips on those lips, it would feel amazing, and I'd love that.

His nose was perfect; it really seemed to fit his beautiful face, there were freckles sprawled out across the bridge, each of them I wanted to give a little peck to.

His tanned skin was glowing; his skin was so soft, so shiny and so silky.

Hugging him would be like hugging a satin mannequin.