Tim stopped his tracks, he was surprised. I tried to open my eyes, but the lights were so shiny that I had to close them again till they adjusted.
Although he was surprised, he managed to smirk. He leaned in closer and closer until he almost came in touch with my lips. He stopped, making me feel his breath on my lips, and said: "say it once again".
He couldn't believe it, neither could I, but I guess my feelings talked.
"I love you" I said
"I've been waiting 3 freaking years to hear you say this" he said, and smashed his lips over mine, making me shut up and kiss him back. He deepened the kiss, putting so much love and passion in it. This is what I love about him.
A few moments later, we broke our passionate kiss, and breathed heavily. "Let's take this to the hotel, I'm sure people around here don't wanna see a show" he whispered, making me giggle. I do not giggle, but I'm in love, so I do.
I told Tim several times to let me go, I mean, I can walk, but Tim being the dork he is, he wouldn't. He carried me to our room, but I was so tired to even kiss him. HE NEEDS TO LEARN HIS LIMITS!
We slept immediately that night, it was still early, like 9:30 p.m, but I was so tired, thank god I didn't have school next day. When we finished our daily routine, that contains brushing our teeth, doing some exrcises, changing our clothes, and wiping my make-up, we headed to bed. I slept on my left side, facing Tim, who was on his right side. I put one of my hands on his chest, and the other on his arm. He, on the other hand, put an arm around my waist, and an arm under my neck, stroking my hair, does he know that this action make me tired?
I woke up the next morning at the sound of slamming doors shut. It was the closet' doors. I sat up, rubbing my eyes, but I remembered that there was still a layer of mascara that couldn't just go with eyes cleanser, there were mascara under my eyes, and on my hands, great!
I jogged hurriedly out of the bed, to the bathroom, and washed the black spots, and brushed my teeth, sometimes, I have a really bad breath, and I had to have it that day!
When I finished, I returned to the bed, Tim was sitting there, on his phone, playing some sort of game. My feet made a light voice on the floor, and it seemed that he heard it and looked up from his phone, smiling at me. He turned off his phone screen, and patted the space beside him, telling me to go sit next to him. I Smiled back at him, and went happily. He put an arm behind my back when I sat down, and I put my head on his shoulder . He put his other arm on my thigh, and made circles on it with his thumb. We sat there in comfortable silence.
"When the plane is leaving today?" I asked
"Around 2 p.m"
"You know? I supposedly have two tests today, and now, I have to take them tomorrow along with calculus exam" I said, frustrated.
I felt his bare chest vibrant underneath me, he laughed at me, but I liked hearing him laugh so I just took my phone from the night stand, and opened the official website to our books and started studying.
I had to study first History, and only God knows how much I hate history, I know I'm good at it, but I don't know how to mesmerize it, it usually takes me hours before I say that I'm done.
I remember clearly that it was almost 10:30 when I started studying History, and finished it when I was on plane, like at 2:30 p.m. do you believe me now? I didn't eat or drink or do anything that day just to study.
It was my first time flying alone, so I was beyond terrified. Thankfully, Tim stayed on face time with me during the whole flight, we just stayed silent but his presence made me relax a bit and not worry too much about being in the air all alone, expect for the captin, his assistant, and the flight attendant.
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The Famous Singer
Novela JuvenilThey say true love wins in the end. unbelievable isn't it? That was what I thought until I met Tim Handerson. Oh, By the way, I'm Ella Scott and this is the story of how I met the famous singer