My Love

Chapter 5: Always

The heavenly vanilla scent fills my nose as I feel the soft, silky, texture of her hair tickle my face. I look down to she her eyes glued to the pages of her book. She sensed my staring and shifted in my lap.

"Are you sure you're not bored? I mean, all you're doing is staring at me."
She says.

"You're adorable." I compliment her as she shifts even more in my lap.

"Stop it." She said pouting.

"What? I can't compliment my semi-girlfriend?" I asked her innocently. Her face changed from a state of embarrassment to pleasantly surprised.

"Oh my God. You just used the g word." She said, obviously shocked at my new demeanor toward our relationship. I silently thought to myself.

The question wasn't whether we're ready to become official or not because neither of us obviously were not. It was a matter of whether or not we were ready to take a step in that direction. I heard a soft, slightly raspy voice interrupt my thinking.

"Lauren, I have something to tell you." She said, getting off my lap.

Part of me began to feel anxious but the other part of me could accurately read her and I could tell it wasn't bad. I've always been able to read her like a book. I know her inside and out and she knows me thoroughly as well, despite my complicated way of showing my feelings. Nonetheless, the anxiety still presented itself.

She sat beside me on the couch and took my hands into hers. She took a deep breath before talking.

"Lauren, I love you. I know you're aware that I love you as a person and as a friend, but I need to tell you that I'm in love with you. Every part of you. And I think a part of me was always in love with you from the start and I now I know all of me will be in love with you until the end." She confessed truthfully.

I was at a lost for words. She loves me. No. She's in love with me. I always was aware of her strong feelings towards me but to hear those beautiful words escape by her beautiful lips carried by her beautiful voice, it was just a lot to take in.

She's in love with me.

"I-I understand if you don't feel the same. I mean, I know you're technically still with Luis and we've had such a tumultuous past. You know what? Just forget it. Ugh. I'm so stupid. I-" I cut her rambling off by placing my lips onto hers. Her hands found their way to either side of my face. Instinctively, my arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her into my lap once again. Our lips were perfectly synchronized just like every other part of us.

I've always thought highly of my articulate ability and very defined vocabulary, but describing in words what it's like kissing Camila Cabello is a task even I struggle with. I could come up with a bunch of metaphors and similes and what not to try to describe but none of those devices would do what I intend to describe justice.
Our lips parted and I immediately missed the perfection that so heavily existed in her lips.

"I love you too, Camila." I breathed out.

And then I knew in that moment it's her. It's always been her. And at the end of the day, it will always be her.

Always.