Skinny Love

Chapter 32: The Letter

Avi's P.O.V

___________________________

My first

Kiss.

K

I

S

S.

A perfect word

for

A perfect action.

It felt like time was slowing and everything was disintegrating. Nothing mattered except my hands and his. I couldn't decipher up or down or left or right. If this room was in flames, I wouldn't notice because he took up every particle of thought.

He's all I kept thinking about.

Everything else just faded away.

I

Completely

Lost

Myself.

"OH DEAR LORD! What have I done? I'm uhm so so sorry. Uh, we, uhm. Well, uh, we needed you guys, uhm downstairs. Come down whenever you're uhm ready?" Catherine stuttered. I knew she was surprised because I had never ever heard Catherine stutter. She walked slowly down the hall, stifling her giggles.

Matt looked at me in the eye and winked. I swear that my hearts skipped a few beats. His eyes were about 50 different shades of green and grey. The grin on his face went from ear to ear showing off his dimples.

"Well, uhm, I'll get off now." I said giggling. He chuckled darkly and took his long skinny fingers and ran them through my hair.

"Random thought: I would expect that since you have beautiful long curly hair that it would be a pain in the ass to comb through with your fingers. Your hair is so fucking amazing that my hands can just run through it with ease. What do you do with it?" He asked. He seemed genuinely interested. I laughed and got up walking toward the door way. He followed me down the hall to the stairs.

"Well, uhh, I wash my hair with a lot of conditioner." I said scratching my head. He nodded.

"Do you, like, put any product in it after you wash it?"

"No but if I'm doing something to it like straightening it or curling it a certain way or blow drying it I always use heat protectant." I whispered. Matt smiled and put his arm around my waist.

We strolled into the living room.

Catherine was sitting on her boyfriend's (I don't know if you remember Harry. You know the guy that bullied Matt on the first day of school and we both beat his ass. Well he's way nicer now. He's very polite and gentlemanly. He's actually best friends with Matt now, believe it or not.) lap. Alma and Katelyn were sitting side by side.

They were all looking at the same spot on the table.

A thick T.A.R.D.I.S blue envelope lay on the table addressed to me. I picked it up and examined it. I felt everyone watching me closely. I looked up and threw my hands up.

"I was in the kitchen and I looked at the table and there was nothing there so I decided to wash the dishes. Next thing I do is look back to the Christmas tree and there are like fifteen more gifts and a blue envelope on the table."

I nodded.

I proceeded to open it. Putting one of my fingers under the flap, I slid it up and down removing it from the envelope.

I looked inside and pulled out all the stationery and laid them in a semicircle on the table.