Forehead Kisses (ONGOING)

Part Twenty-One

     The walls were all tainted in dazzling colors that were made up to imitate a galaxy-like scheme. It's wonderful and it must've cost so much. There were lanterns installed on the walls. Three on each side. "That's not the best part." He led me on and opened a door on one side of the room.

     And there I am. In another universe.

     I was aware that this house-slash-so-called studio had no roof. But it does have a ceiling. Only, these ones are glass. So were the walls. I looked up and noticed that it's a clear night sky. The moon was high above us, glowing in satisfaction of noticing its brilliance. Crescent as it is, it still shined so bright along with the stars which filled the crevices of the heavens. I'm mesmerized. Spending all this time looking at the road made me forget everything above me, forgetting the sun, the moon, the stars and just relied on headlights. 

     Sev was staring at me by the time I was well aware of everything else. Grass carpets lay primly set on the whole room and there was a bench on the left. It looked more like a balcony because of the transparency of everything. Indoor plants stood at each corner to make it look a little bit natural. I looked at him and he just looked away, covering his face with one hand. 

     Is it me or is he blushing?

     Moonlight beamed on his godly features and he looked like an angel who kept its wings hidden. "C-close your eyes," he told me nervously. Instead of doing so, my eyes just flung open. Maybe because I'm scared or surprised. Or both. His posture fixed, he said "Please." My eyes could bulge out of my sockets for sure this time. "I never had any time to lay all of the things we need." This time, he sounded a little grumpy. I mean, he said please after all. So I did.

     I heard cloth being flipped in the air, trudging feet going away and coming back in, a match been flicked against the cover... numerous times. There was a sweet aroma in the air and I can't help but inhale it all to my lungs. "Open your eyes now, Elizabeth." 

     He was standing behind a very beautifully laid out picnic set. A candle stood in the middle and a meal was prepared. "Wow." Did he do this on his own? No one else is in the house but us.

     Us.

     "I want you to enjoy this night, Elizabeth. Without any worry. Just you and me. And nothing else. No one else. But right here and every moment from here on." He never left his gaze on me as he spoke words of tenderness. So tender it made my knees unbuckle. He took my hand and beckoned me to dinner. The food was a barely warm. He looked a bit tired himself. We sat on the grass carpets and encouraged mindless chatter until all the food was consumed. After we were done, he pulled the picnic cloth to one side, along with everything else, and put off the little flame on the candle. We both laid on the fake grass and stared up to the sky.

     "Are you happy?" he asked. 

     "Not quite. But I am impressed." He just smiled in reply. "And I'm really glad you brought me here. Thank you," I finished.

     He shifted his weight and directed his body to face me. "You're welcome." I almost forgot that he turned on the stereo a while back and it just started playing Ed Sheeran's All of the Stars. Sev laid his back on the ground once more. "I love Ed Sheeran," I said.

     "What do you think about, Elizabeth? When you hear this song?" Curious Sev looked at the stars. I shrugged my shoulders. "The Fault in Our Stars, I guess."

     "I've watched the movie once. It was... heartbreaking." His eyes widened. "M-my mom made me watch it. I only read it." His face reddened. "My sister made me read it." He was panicking in embarrassment and zipped his lips for a while. I laughed but eventually drowned myself in a sea of thoughts under the starry, starry night.

     So open your eyes and see

      The way our horizons meet

     And all of the lights will lead

     Into the night with me

     And I know these scars will bleed

     But both of our hearts believe

     All of these stars will guide us home 

     "You know what I think about when I hear this song?

     "What?"

     "It's not a what, actually. It's a who." A long pause came in before he continued. "Anyway, it's a girl who once lived far away. We moved once. Back when I was in middle school and I can't help but think about her. I liked her. But she didn't know. It's funny because I really wanted her to like me." He looked at me and winked.

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     Hello guys! Ugh. This part of the story is filled with so much butterflies. DON'T... get too excited people. There's no bad part yet. But there will be. Oh yes, thank you guys! For reading up to this chapter. I really, really appreciate it. I'm so happy I get to make a story. Oh, and read the next... and the next... and the next ... Just go ahead and read the rest LOL.

     Aiyra xx