A Sky Full of Stars // m.g.c. [COMPLETED]

'Cause you're a sky

The hours after graduation were filled with heartfelt tears and cozy hugs. With classmates congratulating one another, and best friends pouring waterfalls from their eyes, it looked like a beautiful chaos.

Michael and Aeryn separated for a bit to bid goodbye to their own group of friends, but they were quick to find each other at the end, making their way home.

By the time summer passed, college was right around the corner. Michael was bouncing with excitement while Aeryn's stomach drowned in anxiety. Nonetheless, seeing Michael light up with joy brought a smile to Aeryn's face no one could erase.

"So," he exclaimed, his smile swallowing his face, "I guess this is it."

Aeryn's face mirrored his. "I guess this is it."

He lifted his glass, proposing a toast. "Here's to teenage memories."

Aeryn clinked her glass against his. "Here's to teenage memories," she repeated. They chug their liquor until the last drops, and despite Aeryn's near-empty cup, her heart had never felt so full.

"Are you ready to grow up?"

Aeryn scoffed. "Sure thing, can't wait."

Michael's smile twitched. "You can say you're scared. Hell, I'm scared. No doubt there."

Her eyes softened as they locked with his. She leaned into him, and in a hushed tone, she whispered, "I'm scared of growing up," repeating the words from the night before. "From 17 to 18, you're an adult. A young adult, but an adult nonetheless." She swallowed. "The sudden shift from a freewill teen to a taxpaying adult is just a few moments. The only thing in the middle of childhood and adulthood is college," Aeryn rambled. "As soon as you're shoved out of highschool, you're placed into another school with less rules, then into your own house where you have to get a job, pay the rent, have children, raise a dog. I'm not ready for growing up. I'm scared of growing up," she restated.

Michael combed through her hair, filling Aeryn's stomach with a fuzzy feeling. "We all are." The phrase was short, yet comforting. Aeryn wasn't alone, despite her mind creating a barricade between her and the outside world. Barricades could be broken, right?

Aeryn chewed on her lip. "We're going to keep in touch, right?"

Her head laid on his chest, the grass tickling her skin, her ear pressed against his heart, and breathing in sync with his steady heartbeat.

Time stood still as the stars acted as spotlights on the two, and the moon appeared small enough to fit right in their palms.

They felt invincible in an endless universe of planets, but only when they were together.

"Of course."

And so they were; best friends who spoke like lovers, and that seemed to be enough for two teenagers who were scared to love one another.

So sky, you're a sky full of stars,

Such a heavenly view,

You're such a heavenly view.