amity // phan

nine.

-dan-

And as soon as Phil said that, the whole world stopped.

Everything froze.

There were only three things left in the entire universe:

1. Our lips.

2. The space between them.

3. And how he wanted to close that space.

"I was wishing the same thing," I said softly. My heart was so full that it didn't leave any room for words.

And then he kissed me. And then we both melted into light, and I felt emotions that I didn't know the names for.

I pried open my rib cage and left him to take what he would. He took my heart, and he held it in his hands.

My. Entire. Heart.

Phil pulled away before it went very far. It wasn't perfect or anything- we were still clumsy and shy and awkward.

And I couldn't get the smile off my face.

"Fuck," he whispered. "Fucking finally."

I nodded my head until our foreheads knocked together. "More," was all I said.

And then he was kissing me again. Kissing me just like warm summer rain.

And then my head wasn't my head anymore- it was daisies and daisies and daisies. They were blooming out of my neck, filling up where my skull used to be. All the daisies that I picked instead of arguments.

His lips felt like craters on the moon.

And then Phil's head was gone too- it became stars and stars and stars. All the stars that he didn't walk with- they'd fallen down from the sky.

We were melting into each other- melting into one. And we fit. We fit so damn well.

Stars and daisies together.

We paused for a moment, watching each other. I started to wonder how I'd ever survived without Phil's lips on mine- so I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer to me. And the daisies, they began sprouting from my very soul, too.

What had once been soft kisses- like feathers and lace and whispers- it became something more. His hands were tangling in my hair and brushing against my jaw. And when he touched me, it burned. The traces on my skin, they left scorch marks. He whispered my name like it was some precious word. His lips were made out of fire and starlight.

And I let myself smile into it.

It was the kind that told me that I'd never been so happy before in my life, and I might never be again.

There was light spilling out of his skin. And when I looked down, I noticed that there was light spilling out of mine, too.

And for once, I knew what it felt like to be more than a placeholder for something more important than myself. Right then, plain old Dan was freaking spectacular.

Before that moment, I'd forgotten what the sun looked like. It'd been out for so damn long.

But when we were touching, the sun was back in the sky because we were the sun, we were the stars, we were the sky- we were everything in the whole damn world.

We were stars and daisies together.

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///an

thoughts?

you're welcome.

i'm taking the rest of december off from amity so that i can finish my other book, but i'll be back with a new chapter in early january, at which point my update schedule will resume.

happy holidays!! ily

-jen xx