Chapter 12

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* Tiffany's POV *

It has been days since Tim didn't come to school. School seems so quite without him. It feels as if something is missing. No crowd. No girls screaming. No Tim.

I also was out of the hospital as soon as my dad came that night and woke me up. Suddenly the flashback of my first kiss with Tim came out of the blue.

The kiss I had with Tim few days ago at the hill. Slow but so passionate and full of love. It feels as if the time suddenly stops ticking. It surprise me by the fact that he was my crush and my first kiss. Frankly, I was happy but a part of me is bewildered. A need of explaination from Tim. I was planning to ask him the next day but he didn't came. The thought of him, not coming to school because of the incident he had with me, made me feel afraid. My fear starts rising and I couldn't stop thinking about it either.

I had to speak with him. Now or never.

Class ended soon. The thought of Tim had my mind occupied all day. I sighed and decided to listen to some music. A good way to distract me from my thoughts. I grinned and at the moment, feel proud to myself for being a smartass. I giggled at the thought of it and plugged in my earpiece. I started to walk when Christina Perri's music Miles echoes in my ears.

I'm scared today

More than I told you I was yesterday

Give me a moment to catch my breath

And hold me every second left

Proud of me

That's the only way I want you to be

Look at me and love

What you see!

I won't make it alone

I need something to hold

Kiss me on my shoulder

Tell me it's not over

I promised to always come home to you

Remind me that I'm older

To be brave, smart, sweet and bolder

And don't give up on what we're trying to do

Don't count the miles,

Count the I love you's

We made it out

And all the other people are asking how

This doesn't even sound like truth

To grow from a group

But one day we will realize

How hard it was, how hard we tried

And how our hearts made it out alive

Kiss me on my shoulder

Tell me it's not over

I promised to always come home to you

Remind me that I'm older

To be brave, smart, sweet and bolder

And don't give up on what we're trying to do

Don't count the miles,

Count the I love you's

And these are words

I wish you said

But that's not how it went

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