Written: May 17, 2018 @ 9:33 PM
Published: May 18, 2018 @ 11:24 AM
She's fallin' in love now,
losin' control now
I blasted my music — Feels Like We Only Go Backwards by Tame Impala — in my room as Genéve and I both jammed out. It's times like this where you really start to appreciate another person, the moment you share interest in the same music everything changes. Although I had known about Genéve and I's similar music taste, we never had full on jammed to it so it was different.
She jumped onto the bed, pretending to have a microphone in her hand as she passionately sung the lyric, 'But I get it inside my head all day.' She looked down at me as I continued to lay on my bed and extended her arm out as if she was serenading me. I laughed and continued to sing along with her, closing my eyes to take in this moment.
The way she wiggled her butt to certain songs, how she hopped around the room. The way she pretended she was in a music video and how she sang to me, not caring how awful she was at it because she knew how much I loved it.
My thoughts were interrupting by a banging on the door and Grayson yelling over the music through the wall, "Keep it down! I'm trying to study you asshole!"
Genéve seemed taken aback by it but I just continued to laugh, lowering the music so that it was barely above mute, still being able to hear it. She plopped down on the bed from her standing position, making me bounce up and down.
I grabbed her hand and began to fiddle with her fingers. It's been a while since I've really paid attention to the beautiful color of her skin. I've always been attracted to darker beauties than tan or pale girls, it's just never been my thing. Her fingers were slender and soft, the brown enriching the melanin on her palm. I looked up at her to see her gazing at me, her eyes hovering over each facial feature.
She leaned in down towards me, not saying a word. I wasn't sure what her intentions were, but I knew what mine were. I closed the gap between us and kissed her, finally I fucking kissed her. Our lips locked together and slowly departed, savoring each second.
"I've been waiting to do that since the first therapy session I went to with you," she spoke softly, resting her forehead on mine.
I smiled at her words, "I'm just mad that I was too chicken to not do this sooner."
She laughs and lifts her head up, looking down at me. Her eyes were beyond mesmerizing; they resembled oceans.
"Hey," I perked up, "wanna go somewhere?"
A/N: one more chapptteeeerr
