Arrival

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 I looked out the window, watching as cars and buildings rushed past us. "Almost there." I heard a tender voice say.  Looking to my left, I found my girlfriend, her head bobbing softly to the beat of the music, hair tied up in a messy half ponytail. Her lips were smoothed out into a smile, her eyes shining from the in coming sun.  I smiled at the sight, slipping my fingers between hers, intertwining them. I felt her look my way, causing a tornado of butterflies to erupt through my stomach

  She gave a soft squeeze to my fingers as we pulled up to our new apartment building, our actual apartment only a few stories up. The apartment building was huge compared to what I've seen back home, it must have been at least 50 stories high. I gulped at the sight, an uneasy feeling coming to me. Opening the car door, my girlfriend took my hand, leading me to the entrance.

  A breeze of coffee beans and pancakes escaped through the door as we opened it. My stomach growled at the smell, only just noticing I hadn't eaten since yesterday morning. I smiled sheepishly at my girlfriend, had her hearing the disturbing sound that had come from my stomach. "Fancy getting something to eat baby?" she asked me, a playful British accent forming in her voice. I nodded , laughing at the actions of her.

  She smiled softly, taking my hand in hers for the thousandth time, taking me across the street. We entered a small café, filled with different sized pastries and an abundance of coffee flavors. I smiled at the cashier as we walked up, the uneasy feeling from before returning, this time for having to speak to a stranger. But, luckily, the feeling ceded when my girlfriend spoke for me, clutching my hand in hers protectively, her thumb stroking my knuckles. I rested my head on her shoulder when  we sat down at a small booth, a wave of sleepiness washing over me. "Second day off the pills." she whispered, "Are you doing okay?"

  I nodded, half lying. I had been taking anti-depressants for about two years now. My girlfriend had promised me that once we moved out, I would never have to take them again. It's been rough, to be perfectly honest. All my feelings that had been pushed down for the past years have been flooding back, all in only two days.

  I want to tell her how difficult it is, but I don't want her wondering if it was the right thing to take me off the medication. I hate being on it. I hate the every day struggle of trying to remember to take them or having a wave of lightheadedness come to me after I take them.

  I smiled at her, a slight ache forming in my body. She looked into my eyes for a little bit. I knew she was trying to find the feelings I've been hiding. "I know you're lying baby." she said, a hint of pain hidden in her voice. It made my stomach clench, the ache growing. I looked down at my coffee that had only been given to me a few minutes ago. Swirls of steam escaping out of it, dancing in excitement. I stayed looking at it, the only thing catching my attention being my girlfriend, her hand suddenly resting upon my chin. She carefully lifted my head up, planting a soft kiss on my lips.

  I melted into it, even if it was only a few seconds. I always have, no matter how many times she kisses me.  I looked at her, heat rising to my cheeks. "What was that for?" I questioned, a small smile spreading across my lips. She laughed a bit, "What? Am I not allowed to kiss my own girlfriend now?" A hint of amusement glimmered in her eyes. I laughed, lifting my head off her shoulder. "Oh my gosh Ellie, that's not what I meant." I shook my head at the girl, nudging her shoulder with my own.

  After we were done with our coffee we headed back to the towering apartment building. When we entered there were a few people in a small lounging area and a front desk off to the side. Keeping my hand in hers, Ellie walked over to the desk, introducing I and herself to the man behind it. He gave us our key after a few moments of collecting information and off we were.

  I couldn't stop myself from smiling as we walked up to our door, the numbers 487 plastered right at eye level.  There was a click, the door opening and revealing the contents of our new home. A sense of comfort rushed over me as I stepped into the room. There were a few chairs in what I assume our living room, a dining room table was laying on its side next to the kitchen. There was a hallway, leading to our washing and drying machines and bathroom. Further down was our new room, a flat screen TV bolted to the wall over a dresser. But the one thing missing was the  bed, luckily enough though, we brought our own.

  Arms were suddenly wrapped around my waist, pulling me into a tight embrace. I rested my head on Ellie's shoulder, smiling at the thought of spending the rest of my life with her. She lifted my head up so my face was somewhat level with hers, our lips merely centimeters apart. I finally decided to close the gap. Pulling her close to me, I pressed my lips to hers cupping her cheeks with my hands. A warmth spread through me reaching all the ways to my toes.

  What was simple kissing soon turned into her pushing me to the wall, kissing down my neck. I shivered, loving the feeling of her lips littering my body. Her hands placed on my hips softly. Her breathing deep and shaky. I watched as she kissed down to my stomach. Her hands slipped under my shirt skillfully, making me shutter. Her fingers rubbed softly against my skin, making sure to feel every inch of my stomach. She grasped the bottom of my shirt lifting it up off my head, letting it fall to the floor next to our feet. She looked into my eyes, her pupils bigger than ever. "I love you" she whispered connecting our lips again, her hands still trailing my skin. "I love you too" I said between kisses.

I wrapped my arms around her back, pulling her closer to me. "Not to ruin the moment" she smiled, "but we should get our bed and stuff before this goes any further." I thought about her statement kissing her a couple more times.

"Yes we should"


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A/N

I don't really know what I'm writing or doing. But I thought I'd just make a cheesy love story. This is LGBT but so am I. Hope you like it so far. I will be writing more

 



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