It was... the Little Things

The firework tingle

Laurel and Emma had gone home by now. So had Oliver. The crowd of students anxiously waiting to go home, was slowly getting smaller and smaller. The consistent line of cars and students streamed out of the black double gates of the school, not to be coming back for two months. Sam wasn't here yet and I was starting to get worried.

What if he already left?

Would he leave without saying goodbye?

Oh shit! Did he see me hugging Oliver and think something else?

Or worse....what if someone saw us hugging and tole Sam something completely out of context!?

Oh my gosh...you see this is my problem! I overthink and create problems that were never even there in the first place. Uhg...brains are stupid. Why are they always so thinky!

I know right. Hard to believe that I'm an A* student. Look no one ever said I was street smart.

"Hey stop worrying your boyfriend will be here soon," teased Charlotte, before I could say anything I smacked her, on the arm of course.

"Ow! You know you really need to stop doing that!"

"Doing what?" I said with a smile

"Uhg I don't know why I even try with you"

"You really don't do you"

She rolled her eyes and changed the topic to how much her siblings are going to annoy her over the holidays. I wouldn't understand any of that though. Only child things.

I felt a tap on my shoulder, I turned around to see a beaming Sam standing behind me.

"Hey their Bella"

Bella!? Who the f*** was Bella!?

"Bella!? Who's Bella!? You're cheating on me and got her name mixed up with,one didn't you!? I knew that this was too good to be true, I should have know from the-"

"Whoa! Where is all of this coming from!? Bella is Italian for beautiful"

Boom! Mind explosion!

"Ohh....you see that makes way more sense"

He rolled his eyes,"and you say that I don't trust you"

"Hey we're not bringing that up...not now at least"

With that I hugged him as hard as I could, knowing that I wouldn't be able to for a long time. I mean other couples could meet up but my parents would kill me if they ever found out about this.

"I'm really gonna miss you," I said softly

He pulled away and looked at me, "whoa it's not like either of us is leaving"

"Yah I know...it's just that..."

"That what?"

"It's okay it's not important, it's stupid really"

"Nothing you say is ever stupid, and if you're gonna start something then you better finish it, so start talking"

"Well...it's just that it's a long holiday"

"Yah...so?"

"Feelings can change in two months"

"But mine won't"

"How do you know? How do you know that you won't find someone else"

I got my answer at that point. His hands still on my shoulders, he pulled me in, and kissed me. It lasted for a while, it was soft but it still made an impression on me. This is just how I imagined it, a thousand fireworks set off, exploding against the night sky....and you know that tingle you get when the first firework goes off?