28. Rain

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Authors note:
I don't know about this one, comment what you think.

Y/N p.o.v

You know that feeling when its pouring it down with rain and you are in your car then you go under a bridge and its silence, its as if everything just stops for a moment then you come out the other end and hear the same thudding of rain as you did before. Its like the bridge was your saviour for those thew seconds it tries to protect you but you know that the rain is always going to come back. Thats how i was feeling now.

Deep in thought about Joe. Joe was my saviour but I knew no matter what that those people will come back and keep us apart. I felt like the bridge and the rain, the saviour or the soul. I sat on my window cill with my mug of hot steamy tea watching the rain trickle down the window in different directions. All i was thinking about was Joe and millions of different metaphors that would explain us, I didn't want to be apart from Joe but I didn't want to get too close in fear of loosing him all over again.

It had been non stop raining today, typical British weather, but it made me feel cozy, warm and kind of depressed. I mean Joe was the only thing I could think of. Whenever I try to think of something else my mind somehow manages to loop it back around to Joe. Letting out a deep sigh I take another sip of my tea and place it back down next to me.

I move myself to get more comfortable on the window seat and stare intensely at the rain hammering down onto the puddle filled road. No one was outside and there seem to be no cars around either, it was as if everyone had left and i was the only one to remain on earth. Me, my clouded thoughts and a mug of tea.

Continuing to stare at the road, I suddenly notice a figure walking down the pavement below my window. The figure doesn't have a umbrella, the rain had lightened up a little but it was still enough to get you soaked. I keep my eyes on the figure, its almost as if the figure knows I'm here as they turn to cross the road where my house is.

I really focus on whoever it is, then it hits me. Joe. What's he doing here. My mind is all over the place and my stomach is doing backflips. Why am I getting so nervous all of a sudden, its only the guy i have loved for all these years. Did I actually just think that.

It all makes sense now, why my friendship was never enough with joe and why the people needed to ruin it before i realised. Three knocks on the door snap me out of my sudden realisation and I jump up from my seat and race downstairs to the door. As I'm getting closer I begin to frown again, I don't even know why he is here and just like that my emotion turns from excitedly happy to curiously sad.

As I approach the door i take a deep breath in and slowly open the door to him. I get a first glimpse of him and he couldn't be anymore gorgeous, my heart aches. I look him in the eyes and without any speech joe opens the door wider and kisses me right there and then. I feel tingles rush through me as my heart pounds against my chest.

He pulls away, "y/n please don't leave me, i cant -" i stop him mid sentence kissing him with even more passion than before. It's weird how you can jump from one emotion to the other in minutes, i do know now that me and joe will make it work because i am 100% not letting go of him.

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