Chapter 41
Love. Love is probably the most powerful thing in the world. It can bring people together, or it can break people up. And being in love is totally different than just loving someone. Being in love drives people to do crazy things, and loving people just drives them to do the right thing. Yet, these two aren't so different. They both mean something to these two people.
I always pictured my love life as boring. I would met some guy in my twenties, maybe at school or a bar like everyone does, we would simply start dating. We would go on those cliche fancy dinners where we would talk about what we both want in the future. Like a family, or what my job is, because I'm already that old.
But I never pictured meeting him. I met Spencer before I even became an actual adult, before I even knew what I wanted that job to be, because I was that young. I never pictured my love life to be as thrilling as it today. I never pictured playing on a boys soccer team with him, I never pictured having my first date in a soccer arena, and I certainly never pictured myself standing on the corner of Fifth Avenue and Central Park when my boyfriend told me he was in love with me.
I don't dare turn around to face him, as my heart goes wild in my chest.
"So now you finally don't have anything to say huh?" Spencer says to me, and I can feel the harshness vibrate off of him.
"Say it again." My voice strains and I stay frozen in my spot, staring out at the Park right in front of me.
"What? That I'm in love with you." I can sense he is freaking out inside too. "Because I know I am. I love you kitten. I've loved you since the moment you first showed me your perfect sass when I laughed at you when we first met. I just didn't know it then, but I've known it for sometime now. That I've been crazy in love with you. I can feel it in my bones, in my heart, whenever we touch or hell, whenever you look at me. I feel rush of emotions, I feel the electricity and I feel the giddiness. I melt whenever you just look at me and smile. And I feel like the luckiest guy in the world when you kiss me."
My hand covers my mouth as I feel a sob coming, a sob from that young girl who thought she would never find a man until she was old and working. That sob is the happiest crying sound in the world.
"Are you just gonna make me ramble on about how much of a lovesick puppy everyone knows I am?" Spencer's voice weakens. "Or are you actually going to look at me and say something. Just please look at me, make me go crazy with emotions by just looking at me. Actually I'm already crazy, because I'm near you. God dammit kitten, I love you. Do I have to be cliche and say it again?"
I can tell he is about to leave, but I'm sure not about too.
I feel my own rush of emotions, I feel my own giddiness, I feel the electricity, and I feel like the luckiest girl in the world, when I turn around and smash my lips against his.
I close my eyes after I grab the side of his face, and I melt as I instantly feel him kiss me back with just as much passion if not more.
I could describe this kiss with a million words. But there are the top three that come right to mind.
Passion.
Emotion.
Love.
And the last thing is the thing that scares me the most in the world.
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