darkest days | jorge + martina ✓

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My entire body froze in place. His words got through in my mind and I realised that he wasn't kidding.

He really did love me.

"W-what?" I stuttered out of my hitching throat. I started sweating and my free hand was lightly shaking.

"I love you" He repeated, his voice sounded more insecure about what he was saying now.

My eyes startled over his face, capturing every detail. "I-I love y-you too" I blurted out in response. The insecure look which had been playing on his face turned into a warm smile.

A warm hand took place on my cheek before I suddenly felt his lips press deeply on mine.

My hand moved over his neck while I held him close to me.

He was my last stray of happiness, my last source. Someone I could rely on, someone who was always there for me.

The softness of his lips gave a feeling of shivers over my body. Slowly my lips fell apart from his.

"I really do love you" I smiled through my words before I suddenly found myself hid in his soft chest.

His scent gave a warm feeling all around me. "And I love you!" I felt him smile against my hair while he placed a soft kiss on it.

"Let's go eat something with my mom" I tilted my head out of his warmth and nodded.

He took my hand and pulled me of the bed. "Come on" I smiled and together we walked down the stairs.

We heard some meat suddering on the fire of the furnace. We walked inside the kitchen and his mother greeted me with a bright smile on her face.

"You two sit down, dinner will be ready soon" She kindly told us. I nodded and Jorge slowly led me to the table.

"We have a French test tomorrow" I nervously blurted out between the silence that was hanging between us.

"Really?" Jorge asked me in repsonse. His eyes seemed shocked from the information I just told him.

"You never change" I laughed out while taking a sip of my water.

He smirked at me and nodded. "What is the test about?" He continued asking me.

I laughed and shook my head. "You have to learn apprendre 1 until 7" I lied towards him.

Forreal we only had to learn apprendre 1 and 2.

His mouth opened and his eyes widened. "Shit!" He shouted, making his mother look up at him angrily.

I slightly giggled under my breath while I laced my fingers with his on the table. "Like you've ever learned for a test" I cleared out before Cecilia came and placed the dinner on the table.

I smiled while she sat down in the chair at my opposite, next to Jorge who was still holding my hand over the table.

When he noticed his mother's eyes on our hands he quickly released our laced fingers and held his hands nervously under the table.