Crack! The majestic lightning danced in the midnight sky, leaving swift purple streaks that leaves you in a haze. Colors sang to me while they pranced around the darkening skyline and reflected off the almost completely still water. Thunder cracked once again like a whip, sending chills down my spine but I loved every part of it. The hard rain sounded like bullets against the big window sill in my room, it made me want to move back for fear of it breaking but yet I stayed glued in place. Buzz. Buzz. The vibrations from my phone caught me off guard and tell spell cast on me by the natural beauty of the outside world vanished.
I checked my notifications and saw that my bestfriend had texted me. I love him so much that he's the only person I be myself around, he's so sweet and kind that I always smile around him, and besides our inside jokes are hilarious. We've been bestfriends since kindergarten and I never want to lose him or see him get hurt because, well, he's family. He has never left me when I needed him, no matter the size of the fight, no matter the drama, no matter the anything. When I need him he's there, no questions asked because he knows I'll be there for him. When I'm cold he gives me his sweater, when I'm tired he let's me lay on his shoulder, when I need to talk about my problems, whether they're really important or tiny, he's there. I would give my life for him, he's my everything.
When I checked the message I quickly threw on some old white converse and ran to the thick,old, oak door to see John standing in the pouring rain, soaked. When he heard the front door swing open he smile, that big, perfect, glowing smile; I could never forget it. I stood there in the doorway for a moment, before realizing what I was doing I ran out into the drenching rain and wrapped my arms around his freezing torso. He was already looking down at me when I looked up at him, he gave me a quick smirk and I could feel my cheeks reddening from blushing, I looked down as fast as I could after realizing that he could see me blushing. Ice like rain started to pelt us more, snapping me out of the moment, I retracted my arms from around him and went back to the opened door to invite him in even though he had just walked in a million times before.
As John shut the door behind us I grabbed two warm towels from the bathroom and jogged back. When I got close I slowed to a walk, I walked back into the room and John was taking off his shirt, I quickly walked out of there before he seen me, or at least I didn't see me. Heading to the kitchen, I kept replaying John taking off his dripping shirt, I knew I shouldn't think about John like that, he's just my friend and it's going to stay that way. At least, I think it will.
A couple minutes later John walked into the small kitchen and grabbed one of the towels that were in my still damp hands. I went to go grab us two mugs to pour us some of the chai tea I was brewing but on my way tripped on my shoe lace, as I was about to hit the cold floor I felt a strong hand grasp around my waist. I realized that John had just prevented me from face-planting the tile floor. He slowly pulled me up till we were face to face, my face went bright red and I nervously laughed, but his hands seem to say glued to my waist. I didn't want him to take his hands away, before he could take his hands away I pulled my body closer to his. I buried my face, still blushing, into his chest, he smelled strongly of outside and I loved it but the more I hugged him the more I smelt a faint scent of cologne. I suddenly realized that when I'm with him I feel a certain way, I feel safe, happy- home.
He gently lifted my chin with his strong but yet kind hands; I looked into his light blue eyes that reminded me that everything was going to be okay. There was something else in his eyes though, a hint of hesitation, he must have sensed I knew because within a split second it was gone and he pulled me tightly against him and pushed his soft lips against mine. I never thought this moment would happen but I didn't want it to end. A feeling hit me, it hit me aster than time could count and harder than weight could weigh but I didn't want it to leave, i realized: I loved him more than anything, more than lightning.
