Bliss

Chapter 8: He's Just So...

Matt's POV:

Is this what it feels like to kiss someone you actually like? My heart is pounding and I just have this pleasant, warm feeling all over. It's amazing. I don't want it to end.

I pull Dom closer and deepen our kiss. I gently tug on his bottom lip with my teeth as his tongue traces my open mouth. I've never been kissed like this... It's kind of intense, but I love it. He pulls away slightly and gives a small laugh.

"What are we doing?" he whispers.

"I don't know, but if this is wrong, then I'd sure as hell hate to be right," I sigh.

"You're so cheesy, but me too," he giggles as he leans back in, but this time his lips find their way to my neck, leaving me slightly taken aback. He's just so... Straight forward. He moves his hand to my waistline and pulls himself closer to the point where he's basically in my lap. He pulls away a few moments later and looks down, his face bright red.

"Um..." he laughs, slightly moving away from me. "I don't know what came over me there."

I reach over and grab his hand again, lacing my fingers with his. "I didn't mind," I whisper. "You just kind of caught me off guard for a moment." I move closer to him and put my head on his shoulder.

He laughs dryly in response, resting his head against my own. He's just so... amazing. "Could you be anymore perfect?" I sigh.

"Uh," he laughs nervously. "I wouldn't say perfect if I were you... There's a lot that you don't know about me." He pauses for a minute. "And there's a lot that I don't know about you... Which makes me wonder what the hell are we doing again. Don't get me wrong, I really like you Matt, but don't you think that we're rushing into this?"

"Maybe," I mumble. "But I still don't want to be right. You're amazing and there's nothing that you can say to change my mind."

"Oh yeah?" he laughs.

"Yeah."

"I'm a shitty student and I'm always in trouble for one reason or another," he says, resting his head on mine again.

"So am I. Hell, if you had heard some of the things that my friends and I have done, you'd probably run screaming," I joke.

"Can't be worse than anything I've done," he giggles.

"Doubt it."

Dom just laughs in response. A comfortable silence falls between us. We just sit there, motionless.

And I wouldn't trade it for the world.

Dom's POV:

This is wrong, but why does it feel so right? "Matt?" I whisper.

"Hm?"

"Why me?" I mumble.

"What do you mean?" he asks.

"Why me of all people? The are hundreds of other people who are a million times better than me and who are less likely to die," I manage to choke out. I can feel myself tearing up again because just thinking about my health...

"You're not going to die," he says quickly. "I won't let you. You're not allowed to go and leave me like that."

"But-" I mumble, my voice breaking. "I'm just scared."

Matt lets go of my hand and wraps his arms around me. "I'll always be here for you," he whispers, softly kissing my temple. "You'll be better before you know it."

"But what if I-"

"No," Matt says quickly cutting me off. "Don't even think that way. It's not going to happen. I won't let it."

Silent tears start running down my face. I turn away because I hate it when people see me like this. It makes me look weak and pathetic. Matt reaches over and turn my head so I have no choice but to look at him. He gently wipes my tears away and just looks into my eyes. I find myself lost in his as well. They just so blue...

"I love you," he whispers, taking my breath away. I'm having trouble comprehending what I just heard... "Dominic?" I don't know what to say. I just keep looking into his eyes.

"Really?" I ask, sounding extremely childish. Is that seriously all I could come up with? Matt just nods in response. I slip back into his arms and bury my face in the crook of his neck. "I just don't want to let you go," I mumble. "Everyone I care about has left me on my own and I don't want you to do the same."

He wraps his arms around my waist. "I could never leave you," he whispers. "I love you too much."

I feel like I'm going to cry again. It's been so long since some has treated me like an actual human being... For the past two year I've either been seen as a disappointment or as just another cancer patient. Neither of those feel human. Matt actually cares about me. He believes in me...

"I love you too," I mumble, my voice muted against Matt's neck. But I know that he heard me. I pull away from him and see his bright smile with his one insanely crooked tooth in the front. That smile... I don't know. It just makes me genuinely happy. I know it's cheesy, but it gives me hope.

Who knows. Maybe I will get better.