Scars of your love

Chapter 32

I am done.

My eyes quickly dart over everything I have written to check if I have scribbled something wrong in a hurry. But as far as I can see there are no mistakes. I put the pen down and look at the clock, more seven minutes to go. I raise from my seat and move to down the hall to hand over my answer sheet. As the clock is ticking towards the end of the hour, the trim is getting more and more antsier. I collect my bag and get out of the hall.

My eyes are heavy from the lack of sleep, my body tired and exhausted from the endless nights and caffeine- solely on which I have been surviving the last week or so. But the wheels in my head do not stop, they are still churning ruthlessly. Calculus was not as horrible as I have anticipated- all thanks to Alex. Molecular biology and chemistry, I got the ball in the court in both the cases. Same goes to other courses. I just hope my calculation and guess is correct and I get the grades which I am desperately wanting for from the beginning of the semester.

I walk lazily through the halls, thinking that I have all the time in the world and with nothing to worry about. I fish out my mobile phone when I feel the slight vibration from the depths of my bag.

Alex.

As ever I feel excited even though it has nearly been a month since we are in a relationship.

"Hey."

"I am in the parking lot."

"Yup. I have finished the exam. Will be there in 5 min." I end the call and fasten my pace.

Alex and I are immediately leaving for New York, I wish we would have stayed here for a couple of days more but Alex insisted that he has to go New York as soon as we are done with our exams. Alex being Alex, he didn't give an explanation and I didn't push him because I am tired and exhausted and have enough energy only to talk a little. Nonetheless, Alex and I are going to spend the holidays together rather than like the last time as Esme moved back to New York.

The thought  me and Alex spending time away from campus is making this even more serious and a surge of excitement is coursing through me.
There are many cars in the parking lot.

The moment I enter the car, a wave of hot air hits my face and body making me neatly sigh. I close the door and lean over the console to kiss Alex. I kiss him and the world slowly fall away. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be. His hand rest below my ear, his thumb caressing my cheek as their breaths mingle. I ran my fingers down his spine, pulling him as close as possible until we are half rose in  our seats and ready to pounce on each other. I could feel the beating of his heart against my chest. I pull back enough to catch my breath, Alex is also hyperventilating, his breathing quick and shallow. His eyes closed, our foreheads touching each other, our lips inches apart that we are sharing air between us, making this even more intimate.

After several seconds or maybe minutes, Alex pulls away with one last peck on my lips.

"I got some food for you." Alex jerks his head towards the dashboard. I smile gratefully in his direction.

I open the brown bag and nearly weep when I see hot cocoa and burger inside it. The perks of being in a relationship. No. The perks of being in a relationship with Alex.

"Have I said I lo-. I love hot cocoa?" I slap myself mentally at the near slip. He is not ready to hear those and hell I am not ready to declare them out loud. It is still new to us and this feeling that is growing inside may not even be live. It can be a silly crush that can become non existent. I know it isn't true but it is what I say to myself whenever I think about why I shouldn't throw the love bomb on Alex.