The Trip to My Heart (BxB)

Chapter 13

Elliot's POV

My lips pressed against his. He didn't move at first, which frightened me.

Does he like this? or should I stop? Maybe I'm making a mistake...

I then feel a slight movement as he places his hands behind my head and runs his soft hands through my messy brown hair. A quiet moan escapes my mouth.

That answered my question. He likes it.

Our lips move as one, intertwining between each other, like they were having an argument. But then he pushes me away.

He sits up, and looks at his feet, as if he's in deep thought. I know what he's thinking about... James. Without giving any thought to it, I pull him into a hug and squeeze the hell out of him. I know he's got it hard, and I know I shouldn't feel bad for him, but it's tough not to.

He hugs me back, as if he understands that I know what he's thinking. I feel him lay his head on my shoulder and sniffles quietly. He lifts his head up and looks straight into my eyes. His sweet green eyes look glossy and a single tear falls from his left eye. I wipe it off gently with my thumb and let out a breath I didn't know I was holding in.

I had to tell him more about how I felt... Apparently everything I've said to him isn't enough because he still feels bad about the James thing. So, I let the words roll off my tongue.

"I know it's been really, really hard for you to finish getting over what James did to you. I also know it's gonna be hard for you to even mentally give yourself to me. I understand that, but Leighton, I will wait however long it takes for you to finally trust me fully and feel comfortable giving yourself to me mentally, and possibly physically. I want you. I want every piece of you. I'm nothing like James, I can promise you that. I would never ever lie to you, or betray you in any type of way, under any circumstances; even if you ask me if you look fat in your jeans. I will tell you the truth, you deserve to be treated like the handsome, wonderful prince you are, and I will make you feel like that. I just want you to know that you can trust me with anything and everything. No matter what."

I sigh and look into his eyes once more to see that he's crying a lot harder now. But he's smiling while doing it. Not just any type of smile, either. A really big smile that would look ridiculous on anybody who did it. But not Leighton. With that big, toothy smile of his, he looked so incredibly handsome.

I really hope I marry this boy one day.

As I'm thinking this, he leans in shockingly quick and kisses me passionately hard.

We kiss for ages. Showing one another how we felt from the movement of our lips. I could feel everything he ever felt by the way he kissed me. It was deep. And I never will forget it.

After minutes of endless love and compassion being shown, our lips withdrew. I was dog-tired. However, I used the remaining energy in me to look in his eyes one last time before I crashed.

He's so beautiful. I'm so deeply in love with him. I've never been so intrigued by someone like this before. It's like a whole new world.
I love him the way Kanye West loves himself.

The Next Morning...

I wake up. It's dim outside. The sun slowly coming above the horizon. I'm wrapped up in one of the blankets we had brought. Its thick cotton fabric kept me warm in the slightly chilly morning air. The soothing sounds of the ocean almost lulled me back to sleep. But I kept myself awake.