"It feels like I haven't seen your face in the longest time," I spoke into my phone.
It's almost 3am, and I've been talking to Aaron since about 11pm. We hardly got to talk on the phone, between school and other things, it was hard. We FaceTimed whenever possible, I watched all of his YouNows, and he watched all of my YouTube videos. We tried to keep our relationship as healthy as we possibly could, but it was hard.
"I think the worst thing for me is not being able to hold you like I used to," he said.
"You're going to make me miss you even more than I already do," I said.
"I can't wait to see your beautiful face again, hold your soft hands, wrap my arms around your waist, or kiss your pink lips," he explained.
I felt the familiar feeling of butterflies that Aaron always gave me.
"I swear, the next time I see you, you're gonna hate me."
"I could never."
"You will."
"Why?" he asked.
"Because," I said, "I'm going to be the most clingy girlfriend you've ever had."
"It doesn't bother me at all," I could tell he was smiling.
I went downstairs to get a drink while I held the phone in between my ear and shoulder. I poured a glass of sweet tea, talking to Aaron about our next encounter. I traveled back up the stairs to my room.
"I can't wait to see you," I said, turning the door knob.
"You don't have to," Aaron said.
This time, it sounded completely clear. I looked up from the floor and saw the brown haired boy sprawled out across my bed, head propped up by pillows, smiling from ear to ear.
I was speechless. The only thing I did was lock my phone and run to the bed. I jumped on it next to him and cuddled right up to him. I smelled his shirt, and I loved the smell. I felt his arms wrap tightly around my body, and I felt complete. I began crying into his shirt.
"Oh, my God. I missed you so much," I breathed out.
"I missed you, too, baby girl," he said, kissing my forehead.
I pulled away and looked at him, my lips immediately attaching to his, as if they belonged there, and they did. We kissed for a good minute.
He pulled away, "You have school."
"What?" I asked.
"Wake up. You have schoolwork to do," he said again.
I opened my eyes to find Madi standing over me, her hand on my shoulder in attempt to wake me up.
I shot up quickly, "Wait, what's going on?"
"You have schoolwork to do today, so I came to wake you up. Everything okay?" she looked confused.
I checked my surroundings. It was just my normal, blue bedroom. Same furniture, and everything. No sign of Aaron.
"Aaron isn't here?" I asked in assurance.
"Uh, no."
I was disappointed. I explained to Madi my vivid dream of our conversation, the tea, and him being in my room when I came back up. It was the craziest thing, and yet, the worst thing. He wasn't here for real, and it hurt.
"That sucks, Kenna," she said, hugging me.
I hugged her back out of sympathy.
"But I do have a job I need to get to, and you have schoolwork to do. It's almost 11am, get on it, please," she smiled before walking out.
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Pretty Brown Eyes
Fanfic"That was probably the last time I'd ever see his pretty brown eyes."