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Chapter Thirty-Four: I'll Throw My Arms Around You Darling

Chapter Thirty-Four: I'll Throw My Arms Around You Darling

"Bye. I love you!" I yelled through the screen, waving frantically. They all waved yelling back goodbyes and I love's you, before my daughter, sister and mother disappeared. The silence encased my ears, making me feel kinda uncomfortable. I was now aware of Vic sitting next to me. I thought of his hands on me this morning a felt a blush form on my cheeks. Vic sighed loudly and I turned and looked at him. He was staring at me.

"What?" I nervously asked.

"Would it be totally inappropriate to kiss you right now?" I laughed, and felt the rest of my blush creep into my cheeks.

"Go for it." He placed his hand on the side of my face and leant in. He teased me by just lightly brushing his lips with mine. I made an annoyed whine and he chuckled under his breath before pressing his lips fully to mine. I felt my body relax as his thumb gently brushed circles on my cheek. He pulled back, leaving me slightly breathless, pushing back a loose strand of hair.

"What does this make us?" He asked seriously. He looked nervous though, like the boy five years ago, asking me the same question as we sat in the morning sun on my roof. I reached down, clasping my fingers in his.

"We're nothing."

"What?" He looked shocked, and down right confused. I gave him a rye smile.

"Because what we have can't be labeled." His whole postured slackened as a grin spread across my face. I can't believe how young I felt seeing his eyes brighten.

"That was very corny." He teased. I laughed and wiggled closer, placing my legs on both sides of his waist. I hooked my arms around his neck.

"I know how much you love corniness." I breathed, pressing my lips to his again. They were so soft and made me feel so content. Like nothing in the world could be wrong. Everything is fixed, nothing is broken, cracks are smoothed over. A safety net for everyone to fall on. I didn't want to shatter the illusion.

I smiled against his mouth, my hands curling in the bottom of his hair. His hand warm on my hips. I pulled back, keeping my forehead resting against his. I nudged my nose against his, breathing a laugh. He closed his eyes taking a deep breath, pulling my closer to him and just holding me. I closed my eyes, my head resting against his shoulder. His softly ran his fingers through my hair, making me relax further.

"How did I ever let you go?" He whispered to me, pressing his face into the crook of my neck. I placed my hand on top of his head, holding him to me.

"Because you knew I'd come back." I murmured. He chuckled into my neck.

"Maybe."

"Or maybe because I was too good for you." I teased. He growled and I squealed as he tackled me backwards. He dug his fingers into my side, causing me to scream out. He tickled me relentlessly as I struggled under him, gasping for air.

"Oh, you're too good for me huh?" He laughed at me, as he continued torturing me.

"Do you not think once a day is enough?" We both looked up to see Jaime now looking at us in the bunk. Vic hovering over me, me with my legs still half around his waist. I frowned.

"Wait, what?" I looked up at Vic, and he had a guilty look. Oh my god, he told them.

"Yep, that's right we know, now you have to live with that. No get your arse out of that bunk, we are going to the Of Mice & Men bus, and we are not leaving your here alone." I groaned and rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, sure whatever dad."

"Never call me dad when you're lying under Vic." I closed my eyes, taking and intake of breath, calming myself down. I felt Vic's breath on my face as he laughed.