Third Time's The Charm (DirkJake)

5 What's That Sound?

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Dirk

I literally forgot how to breathe when we kissed, because I pulled away, gasping for air like an idiot.
"I-I'm sorry!" Jake stepped back, "I-I knew I shouldn't have done that! Ugh, you're completely grossed out-"

"N-No! Not at all! I just forgot how to breathe because I've honestly been hoping and wishing for that for like three years."
"You... You have?"

I nodded, "Let's just say I haven't completely gotten over you..." I sighed, "Jake, I'm not like those exes in the movies that say they've 'changed' when in reality, they really haven't. I really have changed, I wanted to change. I got help. I wanted to show you how I improved, but that's when I thought you were happier without me, so I gave up on the dream of getting you back, but-"
"Dirk," Jake grabbed my hands, "I'm scared."

"I know," I looked down at our hands, "So I completely understand if you don't want to take another chance, but... God, I've missed you. I really want to show you the real me. I want to show you the good side of me. I want to listen to you, I want to hold you, kiss your face, cuddle, cry with you- well, we technically already did that, uh, comfort you, be there for you, be with you... I-I need you in my life. Three years and I couldn't find anyone else that made me feel as happy as I did with you. I want things to be the way when we first got together. When being in love was fun, and exciting, and new! Not shitty like how we turned out in the end. We can make it stay incredible. I want to give you everything you could ever hope for in a relationship. You said before that some of my dreams and goals were stupid, but I'm not going to give up on you. I'm scared too. Mostly because we're stuck on an island, but I'm scared of trying again too. I don't want to fuck up again. But... Maybe we can be scared together, take a chance, and start over? Like they say, third time's the charm, right?"

"Third?" Jake tilted his head, "But, we didn't break up that many times-"

"Well, then, the third year is the charm? The third year of being apart can be the year we come back together again?"
Jake laughed a little, "That's a weird way of putting it, but..." He sighed and nodded, "Okay. I want to try again."
"Really?"
"Yes," Jake smiled, "A-And I've reflected on the things you said too. Things about me. I really, really was an ass to you. I'm so sorry I pushed you down. Who the hell calls other people's dreams stupid? I'm such an asshole."
"Hey, no more of that, okay?" I smiled, "We are starting fresh and new." I let go of his hands then held one of mine out to him, "Hello, I am Dirk Strider. I am currently stuck on an island from a plane crash on my way to a graduation. Wanna talk about our thoughts and feelings for hours and hours and then somehow in the middle of it, start making out?"

Jake giggled and shook my hand, "Hello, Dirk. I'm Jake. Jake English. Maybe we should do all of that back at the shelter before it get's too dark."
"Good thinking."

The sun was setting over the ocean, it's reflection staring back at us as we walked along the shore. We began talking about the past three years and what we've been up to. I listened to Jake go on and on about traveling a lot. He told me all about the different places he had gone to and all of his horrible travel stories about assholes on planes.

"And then to top it all off, my worst flight story is this one. Crash landed in the ocean and drifted to an island. Although, I like the outcome of it so far..." Jake smiled, reaching out and grabbing my hand tightly.
"Me too. It'll really be the best outcome if we can get the hell out of here too."
"We can only dream," Jake looked at the sunset, "There's bound to be at least a search party now that we never arrived and communication was lost."