Bliss

Chapter 7: First Sight

Dom's POV:

I can't stop running my hands across my head. It's just so... different... and weird... Weirdly different. But at least it's taking my mind off Matt. He hasn't visited in weeks and I have no idea why. I miss him so much... And I'm afraid that I'll never see him again. Everyday I get worse and worse. I'm scared and I don't know what to do. I don't want to die...

I have my headphones on, blaring Pretty Noose by Soundgarden when someone walks in rather quickly. I take off my headphones and grin widely.

"Matt!" I say, my voice full of excitement. Matt doesn't say anything and wraps his arms around me. He buries his face in the crook of my neck and he starts shaking slightly. Is he... crying?

"I'm sorry," he sobs quietly. I wrap my own thin arms around him and close my eyes. I can feel his tears on my neck...

"You have nothing to be sorry for," I whisper. His grip on me tightens and his sobs become audible. I hurts me to see him like this... I let him calm down before speaking again. "What's wrong?" I ask quietly.

He takes a couple deep breaths before responding. "I ran away today. I was so sick of my mom's bullshit. I didn't want to leave my dad and brother. I didn't want to leave at all, but I wasn't thinking." He pulls away and sits down on the edge of my bed. I shift so I'm sitting next to him. He buries his face in his hands as he starts shaking again. I put my arm around his shoulders. "I'm so fucking stupid! Why don't I think before doing stupid shit like this!" he says, his voice almost raising to a shout. He starts sobbing quietly and he places his head on my shoulder.

How the hell am I supposed to respond to something like that? He pulls away from me again and laughs dryly. "Look at me," he mumbles, wiping his tears away. "I'm a wreak."

I reach over and gently turn his head so he's facing me. His eyes widen as he gets his first good look at me. I laugh in response. I've been wearing a beanie over the past few weeks, but there's no hiding it.

"Your hair..." he mutters.

"I know," I laugh. "Weird right?" I touch were my eyebrows once were. They were always extremely fine and sometimes you couldn't see them at all, but I still feel like I look strange without them. He reaches out and touches where my hairline was.

"Yeah," he mumbles. I look into his eyes and find myself lost in them. His hand moves down slightly and rests at my jaw. My eyes flash down to his lips and my heart starts to pound.

There's definitely something between us...

Matt's POV:

Just kiss him, dammit! Why can't I bring myself to do it? The moment is perfect and I'm picking up every signal he's giving off. So why can't I do it?

I let my hand drop and I quickly look down. I feel my face heating up and I laugh. "Sorry, I'm not so good at the whole personal space thing."

"That's fine," Dom giggles. I look up to see his face is bright red as well. "Listen Matt, um..." he mumbles. "I- uh..." he rubs the back of his neck. "Never mind..."

"No," I say, looking into his eyes. "Just please tell me what you were going to say."

"Um..." he mumbles, giving a dry laugh. He takes a deep breath before speaking again. "I like you," he blurts out quickly. "A lot. As more than just a friend too." He looks down and I raise my hand to his jaw, gently pulling his face up so he's just inches from me. Kiss him already!

Dom's POV: 

He smiles and takes his hand away from my face. "I've gone to hell and back trying find a way to tell you the exact same thing," he giggles.

"R-really?" I stutter, blushing uncontrollably.

He nods, placing his hand on mine. "You know, I was writing you a song and everything."

"You'll have to play it for me sometime," I say, placing my head on his shoulder.

"We'll see," he laughs. " Personally think it's shit so far." I laugh softly as I move myself closer to him. "So when did you realize that, you know, you had a thing for me?"

"The moment I saw you," I sigh happily.

"Really?" he asks, slightly shocked. I nod in response. "I've never believed in love at first sight. No offense, but I think it's a load of crap."

"Oh well," I laugh. "What about you then? Hm?"

"I'm not sure," he mumbles. "Just one day I realized that I wanted to be with you." His looks into my eyes and he runs his finger tips along the side of my neck. A shiver runs down my spine. His free hand grabs mine and my heart is pounding so loudly that I wouldn't be surprised if Matt can hear it. He's so close... Just mere inches away...

His hand that is resting on my neck slowly moves to the side of my face. He gently pulls me closer and begins to lean in as well. I turn my face slightly, just before our lips meet. I can feel his warm breath on my cheek and he laughs slightly, shifting so his forehead is resting against mine.

"You're perfect, you know that?" he whispers. I move my free hand to the back of his neck, pulling him closer until the small gap between our lips is closed.

His soft lips against my own... I don't want this moment to end...