Behind the Walls

A Night Out: Part Three

Nothing, that's all I can feel, all that I can think of the moment that he walked out of that door. My life before Chris was absolutely dull, my life became centered around him, and that is all I can ever want now. This beautiful ocean-eyed boy walked into my life without any warning, and stole my heart without my permission. His wide smile always revealed the gap between his two front teeth, which I wholeheartedly adored. The more I think of him, the harder my sobs begin to escape my body; I've lost all control. My eyes fixate themselves on the ground beneath my feet, popcorn scattered below, much like the pieces of my broken heart.

"JON! What's wrong?!" I look up to see a frantic Chris with an emptied popcorn bag beneath his lanky figure. He runs towards me, panicked as ever. Immediately he plants himself right on my lap, and throws his bony arms around my waist. His long fingers begin to run their way through my unruly curls. "What happened, Jonny Boy? I only went to get the popcorn we forgot about."

I forced my face in between the crook of his armpit, damn they smelled so fantastic. Now if only I could get myself to stop crying, and humiliating myself in front of all these people. "I-I thought you were mad at me, because of what I said to you earlier. Y-You just stormed out of here so suddenly. I thought I-I..." The teardrops won't stop streaming down my face to create long waterfalls spilling down Chris's clothes.

I cannot bring myself to open my eyes, I must sound like a complete idiot right now. Then a tingling sensation forms around my ear as I feel stubble rub against it. The softest words ever were about to come out of Chris's mouth, "I love you, Jonny Boy. Never would I ever leave you. Not even if it killed me to be with you; you are the light in my day. The center of my universe is you, and I cannot even imagine a life without you. Hell, I do not ever want to imagine that. You're mine, and I am never letting you go. Ever. Now, please let me see those beautiful green eyes glimmer once again. They're what I look forward to each and every day. I never want to see you cry again, not because of me. Okay, Love?"

Those words, had I actually heard them come out of his mouth? Slowly I attempt to remove my head from the crook I stuck it in. When my eyes meet Chris's, they seemed to shine as beautiful as ever. The most loving look that anyone can give a person fills them up, how can I ever receive such a look from someone so majestic? Do I deserve this kind of love and affection? "I-I never knew you felt that way about me... I believed it was only me that felt that way, but now this changes everything. The way you look at me, h-how could you love someone like me? You're so perfect, and I am not even close---"

Suddenly the softest lips cut me off from finishing the rest of my thoughts. I cannot help but widen my eyes as a newfound pressure and sensation began fills my body. In pure bliss my eyelids were closing like curtains, slowly taking in his radiance. Our lips complement each others well, and they move with grace as our kiss deepens. It has been so long that I have waited to feel his angelic lips against mine. For years all I could do to satisfy my yearning heart was to imagine his touch, but now it is better than any fantasy I could have made up. It soon has to end as we are in the cinema, and people are starting to become uncomfortable to the situation at hand.

After our faces detach from themselves, our gazes hold for what seems like hours. The rest of the world has always seemed to be unimportant, especially when this handsome creature is in my sight. All the bad that ever happened to me fades away when I am with him, and he fills the emptiness within me. I would hold onto this moment for the rest of my life, how could I ever forget? "I love you too, Chrissy. Ever since the day that I first saw you, I knew that I could never lose you. My life is so idle if you are not in it. You make me want to be the best me, and do better, be better." My voice shook as I expressed myself, I never felt this strongly about anything, or anyone.

Chris's smile glowed once more as our eyes kept locked, blue on green and green on blue. He still sits across my lap, we are tangled in one another's arms, enjoying this new experience of our lives. "Maybe we should actually start watching the film, I have waited months for this!" Chris interrupts with enthusiasm evident in his voice. He hops into the seat next to me after we have unraveled ourselves.

I turn my attention back to the screen when I feel a hand intertwine itself with mine, and I cannot help but grin widely. He is now mine, and I am now his.