Jack Gilinsky live in a tour bus. As a musician, he tend to move place to place and time to time. Busy schedule leave him not time for romance relationship.
But he thought wrong.
He met a classy girl from a small town in southwest Sheffield. When Ja...
I pulled away from the hug, still kneeling close to him. His eyes is closed, but he open them not long after I break the hug. Our eyes meet for a brief second, before I did something I never done before. It shock him as much as it is shocking me. I can't believe my own action.
I sealed my lips with his. My eyes immediately closed itself as they feel his plump and firm lips.
I move to sit on his lap as he guide me. It's hard to get around him with my tight jeans. I wore a new pair of jeans and it still feel so new and fresh. I kinda hate it.
His lips start moving. And I'm just following him. But the kiss is not fast and rough. It's soft and gentle like he hold me in his arms. He broke the kiss, feeling myself out of breath. His lips straight giving me a peck on my nape and he stay there.
No word is exchanged. We are just enjoying the moment.
Luckily, we are a bit far from my house sight. My father wouldn't see us here. I don't want either mother or father to see me being with another guy like this, in this position. They will misunderstand us.
"Oli." I heard him murmured against my skin.
"Yes?" I ask softly. My hand can't keep still, it make it's way to his thick black hair.
"Do you like me?" I jerked away, looking at him. He looked all serious and intensely looking at me, determined. I can feel the tension building up. My lips is twitching to say how I really feel.
"Oli, do you like me?" He ask again, this time impatiently. Urging me to answer to assuring himself.
I boldly and without hesitant said, "Yes."
A huge smile appear on his face. He is happy and his happiness radiated to me. It's not just make him happy, but me too. He bring me to another hug, his hold is tight. I almost can't breathe at how tight he hold me.
A moment like this will never be forgotten for me. This is too special to be forgotten. He is special.
But this moment will last, too soon, too fast. I'm afraid again then. Watching him leave just like a repeating history. When my friends said their goodbyes and moving on with their life. Therefore me, I'm stuck here, but loving it here.
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It was goodbye.
My chest have been aching since he left my house. As hard and hurt as it feels, I feel nothing but the aching in my chest never stop. Sometimes, my breath shortened as I remember him walking away and I imagine things far than I should be.
"Sweetheart, are you okay?" I snapped my eyes, blinking them before looking at my mother. I am spacing out again. But I tried to forced a smile, as natural as I can be.
"Yes, Mom. I am fine." I said halfhearted.
"No sweetheart, you're not fine. Talk to me. It helps when you talk to someone. It will make you feel better." My mother put her hand on top of mine on the dining table.
"Can we finish the dinner first?" I ask. We stopped eating when my mom noticed me spacing out. Father do too, he watches us. In other words, he wants to know too.
"But you have to promise me, you will talk to me, okay?" My mother pressured me. I mean I know she is worried about me. But in this situation, it felt like she is pressuring me.
"Yes." I nod desperately just to get out from this situation.
Finally the painful dinner finished. I excused myself to go to my room. At first mother didn't let me go of the hook that easily, but after promising just for a while, she lets me go.
As soon as I get to my room, I quickly grab my phone, turn it on and see if I have anything from Jack. He promised to send me a text before flying.
Jack: I'm on board. I will text you when I arrived.
Olivia: Stay safe.
I lock the phone, put it back to the nightstand. I straighten my back, crossed my leg to one another, then looked out the window. It's not that dark outside, but the sun is setting from my sight of view, on the back of the garden. The orange and pink colours fills the sky, it's just beautiful.
I don't know for how long I've been staring at the sky. But the sun is now fully setting. The moon start to shine the world with their own ability. Then a knock come.
I turn my head to the door. I know it must be my mother. "Come in." I called out. Not so loud, but just to make sure she heard me.
The sound of the door cracked reminds me of how old this house is. Slowly, the door being pushed open, reveals my always fresh-looking mother.
She smiled warmly at me before closing the door behind. "Are you feeling okay?" She ask. As she get closer to me, I can feel my heart beating loudly. I can even hear it with my own ears. She's imitated me.
"Yes, I'm okay, Mom."
"It's that boy, right?" She guessed, looking at me, not with a judging look, but comfort.
The room fell silent for a minute straight. She wait patiently.
"Yes. I fall in love with him, Mom." I look up, just to see her already looking at me with a sad smile. She knows about Jack leaving.
She brings me to her embrace, she hug me tight. "It's okay, sweetheart. If he is meant for you, he will come around."
I will remember her words. Even if I have to hold on to something intangible, it feels real. What we have is real even from miles away.
I like you too, Jack.
♡♡♡
Finally, she said it. Even just to herself.
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