Delirious

"I love you"

 Laying out, the sun lightly warming our backs as the gentle wind blows through our hair. I reach over, placing my hand on top of his and sighing in pure bliss.

"It's beautiful," I said, putting my head in my open hand and listening to the birds softly sing in the distance.

"It really is, isn't it?" He said, a soft grin on his face. But I could see a glint of worry in his eyes. I almost said something, but I didn't want to ruin this perfect moment. I leaned over into his shoulder, losing myself in happiness and inner peace.

"I could stay out here," I said, closing my eyes, "With you, forever"

I could feel his arm shift uncomfortably, and he cleared his throat awkwardly before moving over, away from me.

"What's wrong?" I said, sitting up and looking at him with worry.

"I just-" He started, coughing slightly, "I don't really know how to say it."

"You don't need to be afraid to tell me something you know. I'm here for you, I always am. I love you," I said, completely turning my body to face him.

"That's the thing, " He said, running a hand through his raven black hair, " I've heard that before, and I just got my heart broke." He shifted uncomfortably, clearing his throat as if he had trouble talking, "I don't want to feel things for you, but I am. And I know that one day we're going to break up and I'll be hurt all over again."

I was slightly taken aback, thinking that he went into this relationship with no intentions for making it something more. But at the same time, I felt a pang in my heart. Did he really feel that way?

"You don't know that that's going to happen, because I never thought of our relationship like that, and I have no reason to ever leave you. I don't want to think of one either, I'm happy with you." I said, taking his hand and staring into his sapphire eyes.

"I know you're optimistic, but even the most hopeful stories end in tragedy. Not all stories have happy endings, " He sighed, his voice shaking slightly.

"And they don't all have sad endings. You just need to look at it the right way." I said, giving him a small smile.

"I'm looking at it the logical way, the realistic way. You're going to just stick with me until a better guy comes around and leave me." He said, and I stiffened as I saw his eyes start to tear up.

"Do you really think so lowly of me?" I questioned, "Like I'm a slut or something? I'm with you as long as you want to be together, as long as it's benefiting us both. If you want to break up I get it-"

"I don't want to break up," He blurted quickly, "and I don't think of you as a slut. I just feel that I don't deserve you, and you're going to break away from me to go to someone who does."

"Deserve me?" I asked, "Josh, I'm the one that doesn't deserve you."

"Certainly not, I mean, even though I'm being a jerk you're still here."

"It's just because you're upset, you're not actually a jerk. You know I love you, some stupid words aren't going to change that." I said. The warmth of the sun seemed to intensify as I leaned forward, kissing him passionately on the lips. He didn't respond at first, but hesitantly gave in, kissing me back with the same amount of passion.This was different than any of our other kisses, this one seemed more powerful, more meaningful.

"I love you too," He breathed.

What?! What is this madness? I didn't write a story with a sad ending!  Sad or not, I hope you enjoyed it!!! Please vote and comment!