Arm Distance Apart | ✔️

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Chapter eleven | The confession
"Stars are always there Day and night. By day you just need to take a closer look at the things that prefer to remain hidden in the biggest rush."
–Fiphie

My eyes fluttered open and I pulled away slowly. I pushed him slightly on the chest so he could sit up right. "Bellamy," I started. I wasn't exactly sure of what I was going to say, but I wanted it to be subtle- whatever it was. "Are you thinking straight?" I said, heat rushing up to my cheeks from the intensity of his gaze and a small smile on his lips.

He turned to look at me better. "Of course I was thinking straight Hadley." He reassured.

"But... you barely know me." It was true. And that made me sad. Sure, we lived next to each other, but it has only been two weeks since we have really met. Wasn't this supposed to go slower? Weren't we supposed to have those moments where you know we were meant to be?

I brushed a fallen piece of hair out of my face. Bellamy lifted my chin to look up at him. "We have known each other all our lives." He stated. I furrowed my eyebrows and shook my head.

"No, We have lived next to each other all our lives. We don't know each other." I told him. How could two people who never even had a conversation know each other? He chuckled, his dimples making themselves visible.

His eyes twinkled yet again. "Do you remember the day I broke my arm when I was twelve and your family had to drive me to the emergency room because my grandparents were watching me and couldn't drive?" I took a moment before I nodded. "Now, do you remember how when I laid in the hospital bed you would continuously go and secretly get me pudding cups from the cafeteria– even though all the adults said I couldn't eat them– because I didn't like the other food?" He asked. I smiled and nodded.

"But I don't-"

"Shh," he started. "I'm not done yet. Remember how I basically said that you were the kindest, most caring, and adorable person I have ever met? Well, you should know that I meant every word and have liked you in a way I have never liked anybody else since." My heart skipped a beat. My smile stretched from ear to ear. My cheeks hurt from how much I was smiling! "And if I'm being honest, I was kind of a stalker. Every time I saw you, I'd be mesmerized. Every time you spoke, I was enchanted. You mean so much more to me than you think Hadley Ashby. And I know it sounds stupid-" I cut him off.

I reached up and grabbed his face in my hands, pulling his down and pressed my lips against his. This kiss was more passionate and slow. I smiled against his lips. I didn't really know what to say. I was speechless and my heart was beating nonstop. At this point, I looked like a very ripe tomato. It was horrifying, but yet, I still felt confident and happy.

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I took my usual seat next to Lyra in English. My teacher, Ms. Meyers, strutted in with a coffee in one hand and a thick file folder in her other. "Hello everybody!" She exclaimed and only a few students replied. "Today we will be starting our essays that we had been discussing last week. Feel free to listen to music as you work, but you must be productive and silent." She stated after she sat down.

I reached down and grabbed my phone and my earbuds out of my backpack. I grabbed two pieces of gum and handed one to Lyra who already had her music blasting and pencil and in her hand and saved one for myself. I grabbed the supplies I needed and started writing as Turn me on by Kevin Lyttle played rather loudly.