Serendipity

Chapter 17

Silence is so accurate.

Every word I'm struggling to find is said by my silence.

I remember seeing on tumblr, that sometimes, you've just got to stay silent, because words can't explain what's going on in your mind and your heart.

I feel something warm and wet drip onto my hand, and I look down.

It's clear.

I raise my hand to my cheek. It's wet.

Every single eye in the room is on me.

My eyes flit to Tyler for a brief second. His right hand is rubbing the back of his neck, his left is shoved into his pocket, but still, his eyes are on me.

Delaney has a shit eating grin on her face, and I see Blake fist bump her.

Silently, I turn around and walk up the stairs, the only sound leaving behind me is the clicking of my heels on the expensive floors.

I wipe my tears, thankful my makeup is waterproof.

I stop by the bathroom on the third floor and wash all of my makeup off, leaving my face red from the tears I shed. I take the last staircase to the roof, and I sit there, on the ground, my eyes on the moon, casting a glow on the ocean.

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I've been out here for hours, and nobody has bothered to come up here, but I don't mind.

I just, just said that I want to be with Tyler.

I didn't even know I did until I said it, but as I think about his eyes, and his smile and how his smile always touches his eyes, and the way his hair falls into his face, I realize that yes, I do want to be it.

I want to be the one that brushes the hair out of his eyes.

I want to be the one waking up to those eyes.

He is my only exception.

Slowly, I feel somebody sit down next to me.

"So, this is that special spot you said you come to think."

I look at him, the way the moon casts a beautiful glow on his face.

"Yeah." I whisper.

"It's beautiful."

He looks at me.

"I don't think I've ever seen you without makeup before." He whispers.

I don't say anything.

"Sorry, do you want me to go put some on?" I mumble. I'm feeling incredibly insecure.

"No. You look better without it."

I look at him, surprised.

"Natural beauty." He shrugs.

"You say that like it's the simplest thing in the world." I whisper, chuckling nervously.

"You underestimate yourself." He says softly.

I don't say anything.

"You know, when I first saw you, you took my breath away. I'd have done anything for a hug from you. I still would do anything. You're so mesmerizing. Everything you do is just, so distracting. Your smile takes my breath away, and you have a tendency to bite your lip when you're nervous. When you're getting uncomfortable in a situation, your eyes flit to the door to run. That's why I changed the subject about why there's no boundaries with me. I saw you look at the door. I didn't want you to leave."