Star In The Shadow // CTH [Editing process]

XVIII

"I see myself hearing you
I stay awake till the sunrise
I wanna hold you, hold you all night
I wanna to tell you that you're all mine.

I feel our hands intertwine
I feel our hearts beating in time
I need to hold you, hold you all night
I need to tell you that you're all mine..."

I love his voice... It sounds so smooth and relaxing. I know I hear it every time from the music on my iPod, but it's not the same as listening to it on person. And the best thing is that I have him all to myself. And he's singing my favorite song, what else can I ask for?

The strings of his guitar are not heard anymore. Was I staring at him for too long? Oh God this is so embarrassing...

"You all right?" He asks as he stares into my eyes. "You were staring at me like if you've seen a ghost..."

Liar... He's teasing me.

"No... Your voice is making me dizzy from how beautiful it sounds..." I say as I smirk at him. Oh my god, I'm being so cliché!

"Why thank you... But I have to say that was really funny..." He says now chuckling.

"Hey! I was trying to be romantic!" I yell lightly as I cross my arms over my chest and frown pretending to be mad.

"Oh, c'mon... Show me that pretty smile.." He says like if he was talking to a baby or a puppy as he cups my face with his hands.

I try not to smile, but he's not making it easier either. He lets go of my face to put his hands behind his ears, acting as if he was a fish. Really? This is so second grade... Oh, who am I kidding! He looks adorable!

I contain my laughter, but it's no use, since now he's trying to make a piggy face. Oh God I can't win with this boy. He looks so ridiculously cute!

I burst out laughing, not because of his face, but because he's tickling me.

"N-No! St-Stop! P-Ple-Please! Caal!!!" I yell between my laughs. His hands are now tickling my sides, my weak spot. I can't deal with this kid, he's just perfect.

"I love you..." He says as he stops tickling me so that I can see him. What did he just say?!

"What's wrong?" He asks concerned. I don't answer. "Did I say something wrong?" His hands now caress my cheeks.

I'm speechless. I never thought he would say this. I mean I thought he would. I just didn't feel ready. Not in the bad way. It just got me by surprise. I've been waiting for this for a while now. And I love it... I love how it sounds from his mouth. I love how natural it sounds, like if he wasn't making any effort. I wanna hear that as long as I can. I want to hear that every morning, wether it is on person or on the phone. I want to see those words written with his handwriting. Telling me that he won't let me go... I want more of this because I love it. I love him. And I love how these three words can be my new favorite song.

I still haven't answer him though. He looks scared now, his hands are on his lap and he's looking down, that is my cue to do something. I brush his hair with my hands and then caress his cheeks. He now looks lost and confused.

"You're not going to say anything?" He asks, sadness on his eyes.

"What can I say?" I ask as an answer. "Anything I say won't make you feel as excited as I feel right now... Those words that you just told me, they are my favorites by now... That's something I can say..." I pause only to see his smile growing. "I thought it wouldn't be so fast though. Don't get me wrong... If I could I would hear it all the time. It just took me by surprise..."

He's the one who's not answering now. Well, not by words... He crashes his lips on my pink ones, moving them in sync. It's not a hungry-like kiss, it's still a deep/slow/passionate one. We pull apart, smiles in both of our faces. I rest my forehead on his, looking into his brown eyes. He kisses my cheek and then we cuddle for a while.

After a couple of hours I leave to my room, noticing that it's almost twelve in the morning.

"I should leave then..." He says as he takes his guitar on the case and go to get his coat.

"Stay!" Says my mom from upstairs. Thank you mom! "But you'll sleep on the couch..." She finishes. Seriously we've fallen asleep together on the couch, what's the problem with a bed... I take it back, I do get the problem.

After mom gets him a pillow and a blanket, we say our good nights, and go to sleep. I feel bad that he's alone downstairs. He can still come with me... Are you kidding! Rox, something could go wrong! No... I mean it's just sleeping, not any other thing... I'm not saying it on the dirty way, I'm serious.

To Cal❣️: Come to my room... I'm cold...

Excuseeeeeess! (do it in a singing tone)

He doesn't answer, so I fall asleep, not noticing if he ever answered or came.

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