Are We Something?

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I still don't know what Mason and I are. He agrees we are more than friends, but I'm still not understanding.

Mason is someone very new in my life. He had nothing to do with that kidnapping and all. In fact, he does not even know about it. It has only been a week and a half.

"What are you thinking about?" Mason asks. It has already been two days since our time on the beach. We kiss, and we hold hands, in front of people.

"Well, I'm still confused." I say. We really need to talk about it, seriously.

"What do you mean?" Mason asks, looking over at me with a grin. I love that grin.

"I'm confused. I don't know where this is going." I say, explaining better. A knowing look comes across his face. He knows what I mean now.

"What do you want to be?" He asks.

"I want for us to keep going like we are, but we need to get to know each other. I have a dark past......" I start trailing off trying to explain while he just sits their listening and smiling.

"Were you a serial killer or something?" Mason jokes. Which makes me laugh. I really could not kill anyone.

"No. But once we start getting to know each other, I will explain." I say, still laughing a little. He nods in agreement.

"So, we can start going on dates. What about tomorrow night? It's Saturday, we can go to the movies or something." He says. I nod my head. I like that idea. That sounds good to me.

"Meanwhile, I have classes to get to." I say, while leaning in to kiss him before walking to my first class.

I had boyfriends in high school, and after. They all was really great guys, most of them anyways. They all gave me the same feelings though, there was no new feelings. It kind of got boring. I am ready to find my lover. The person I will be spending a lifetime with.

Mason gives me new feelings. When he looks into my eyes, I just kind of zone out. He has made me really happy since I have met him. I'm just going to see how this goes. I'm tired of being hurt, it is time for me to find the right person.

But is it too early for me? Or do I deserve to find the right person? Everything that has happened has me questioning a lot of things.

But is it too early for me? Or do I deserve to find the right person? Everything that has happened has me questioning a lot of things

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Word count, 422.

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