"You only live once." This is the overly used excuse that we use every time we make a decision and that's fine because it's true.
This also goes with 'Love'.
For once in our lives, we would eventually experience this love - the kind of love that jus...
My heart has been pounding a hundred plus beats per minute for the last five minutes of my life.
It's never in my vocabulary to take a leap and do something big like this but seeing the man I love standing a few feet away, looking drop-dead handsome as always makes everything feel right.
I calmed my nerves down and sighed inwardly. I opened my mouth to talk again. This time, with much more confidence.
"After everything that happened between us, I still couldn't find myself loving anyone else other than you, Drew. You are the only one for me and I want us to start over. Like you always wanted. Screw the past. Screw everything else. Because Andrew Jacob Simons—" I paused as Andrew touched my face, making me shiver in delight. But then I realized I've been crying. How can I not feel the tears? Maybe I was so overwhelmed.
This feeling is definitely not new to me. The electricity. The fireworks. The heat. The butterflies. But when they all come together in one blow, it feels strange like it's a whole lot better than any of them alone. I sighed, this time not bothering to hide the nervousness that I'm feeling. Lifting my head to meet his shining silver orbs, I poured my heart out to him.
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"Andrew Jacob Simons, I love you so fucking much. Will you be my boyfriend?" I couldn't help but squirm as the silence engulfed us for what feels like eternity.
"Kiara..." Andrew finally uttered. He has this kind of look on his face that doesn't give away his feelings—impassive.
"Drew? I said I love you!" I snapped, getting exhausted.
Andrew seems startled for a second because he jerked a little by my sudden outburst. "S-sorry Kiara—"
"For w-what?" I felt a sharp pain on my chest.
"Kia—oh, no! It's not what you think it is, baby. Of course I love you and I would kill just to be with you—well, not literally kill, kill—you know, it's just a hyperbolic statement—"
"Andrew! Stop!" I cut him off as he babble aimlessly. He looks stunned for a second before he cleared his throat as I chuckled lightly.
"S-sorry Babe. I'm just really—I mean—wow! You did this, all of this, for me?" He asked incredulously, his finger poking his own chest.
I nodded curtly before saying 'yes' breathlessly.
Andrew's face broke into a wide smile and not wasting another second, I felt myself being–literally–swept off my feet and gave me a twirl. My hands found its way to Andrew's neck for support as his strong arms held me by my waist. Staring down at him, I managed to ask, "So..." I trailed off, my eyes not leaving his.
