Scary music started playing as I flinched away. I blushed and tried to, once again, not make eye contact. He pulled me into his chest and hugged me. I squeezed him as tightly as I could. I loved being close to him. By then my heart rate was very high: nearly kissing him and getting nearly scared to death had that effect on you. He laid his head on top of mine and I could feel Anthony smiling. He must have thought it was funny to scare me like he did. It was all for fun though, so I could never be mad at him. How could anyone be mad at him?
There’s no way our first kiss is going to happen at this rate.
Even after his smile vanished, I was still clinging to him. I really liked hugs, a lot. I guess he realized this because I felt his half smile on my head. He was so warm, I didn’t want to have a reason to let go.
Can I just stay in his arms forever?
“So when do you have to leave?” He asked me.
“Er, I’ll say around 9 or 10pm...” I replied.
“I don’t want you to leave,” he said sadly as if reading my mind.
“I don’t want to leave either, but you know I have to.” It’s either leave at 9-10pm or get killed by my parents later, figuratively speaking.
Since the movie was over, he turned the tv to cable and we watched random tv shows that happened to be on. Often he, or I, started short conversation. Between different conversation topics, we sat in comfortable silences, enjoying just having each other’s company, and before either of us knew it, it was way past dark.
He shifted slightly beneath me and I decided it would be a good idea to start heading home, and I told him just that.
Sighing he said, “Well, let’s get going then,” and then stood up.
I followed his lead and headed towards the door. He opened the door and gestured for me to exit first, which I smiled at. Anthony locked and closed the door behind him, grabbed my hand, and walked towards the stairs to exit the apartment building.
We walked together, hand-in-hand, listening to our quiet breathing and the sounds of the few passing cars that were most likely traversing home. We, yet again, shared a comfortable silence. I couldn’t help but think of our missed kisses. Each time we, or better yet, he tried, we would fail. Is it supposed to be a ‘trial and error’ process? I guessed that since we had waited that long, we could at least wait a little bit longer.
Before I knew it, we had stumbled up my driveway, and ended about a foot away from my doorstep. We stood just staring into one another’s eyes for a few minutes before I decided to hug him tightly. I squeezed him, not wanting to ever let go; I was sure he didn’t want to either.
“Goodnight,” I kissed him approximately a centimeter away from the corner of his mouth and then let go of him. “Sweet dreams.”
“‘Night, babe,” he said as I beamed up at him then turned around to open the door and went inside. I waved before I closed the door, he waved back. Then, I went to take a shower, followed by sleep.
~♥~
“I really love this view, thank you for bringing me here.”
I really loved being in that meadow-like area that had a small pond as well. The water was too cold for either of us to get in, but we were thinking about taking a very shallow swim later, if it got warmer.
“Yeah, I love the view, too.” He was looking directly at me as he said that.
I blushed and avoided his stare. He... is... too... attractive... I glanced at him once more before I stared at the beauty that was nature, around us.
We were sitting against a rock, close together, but not touching. I swore that the beauty of our surroundings made an angelic-like aura around him that made him at least ten times more irresistible than before. I guessed he was thinking the same as me because he then grabbed me around my waist and pulled me closer to him. I gasped at the highly unexpected action.
I stared deeply into his eyes, completely captivated. He stared back for a minute until he dropped his gaze a few inches. He wants to kiss me! He’s, finally, making his move! I leaned closer to him, he leaned closer to me. This has to be it! There isn’t a single way that this could go wrong! I could almost feel his lips on mine, they were closer than they had ever been! I blinked and shot straight up into a sitting position.
It was just a dream?
I sighed, feeling defeated, and laid back down. That had to be some kind of sign that it was most definitely going to happen soon! Well, soon or never. I liked the idea of it being soon rather than never. I swear that he’s teasing me, and somehow getting in my head!I felt conflicted, yet there wasn’t anything to feel conflicted about. Of course something like this would happen to me, of all people. I sighed once more and closed my eyes. His beautiful face appeared in the back of my eyelids again and I smiled at his handsomeness.
“Don’t worry, babe, it’ll happen soon enough. Just don’t rush things.” He smiled warmly as his face dissolved into my eyelids again.
I believe that I am hallucinating. Note: Sleep is a good thing, kids. I’ll take my dream boyfriend’s word for it. In time, we’ll kiss. There’s no point in rushing it.
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~Author's Note~
There's no point in rushing it. I don't think I could make that anymore clear. That was a message to everybody who thinks that you need to rush a relationship. DON'T. Just stop that. Take your time. Sheesh. That's all I have to say. :)
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