Little Things

The Stars In The Universe.

sorry guys short chapter :/ I feel uneasy about the way my words flow in this one so I may re edit it later.

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Cole stumbles back, blinking away tears. “No… no you don’t.” I nod my head in conformation.  I slowly get up and walk over to him, his head buried in his hands, muffling his cries.

 “Listen.” I grab both his forearms forcing him to look at me.

 “No.” He shakes his head and lets more tears escape.

 “Look. I know this sounds harsh, but it’s just how I live now. Life’s not gonna get any better if we just sit here and cry because my body’s eating away at itself. I want to be happy and feel loved. You of all people Cole, you taught me how to enjoy the little things in life, and because of that I’m not scared, boring Katie. I’m living now. Sure I might be missed a little when I die, but you’ll get over it. As much as I don’t want to think about it, it’s true, pretty soon I’ll just be some girl who you spilled your ice coffee on at the park.”

 “You’re conceited.” His tears have now diminished and he’s blankly staring into my eyes.

 “What?” I ask taken aback. I'm standing now and my arms have dropped to my sides.

 “It’s not fair. You can’t just leave and expect everything to go back to normal. Don’t you get it? You’re what keeps me sane, I can’t go through this bullshit without you, call me selfish but I need you. I’ll miss you. We’ll all miss you. I don’t care if I already have your face etched into the deepest corners of my mind, I still need to see you. Your rosy cheeks, your freckles, your dimples, your smile, I need to see you happy and alive. I don’t care how long and hard it’ll take to make you happy and put back your pieces, there’ll be tears and anger, but we’ll get through it.” I shut my eyes tightly and shook my head, letting the tears violently fall from beneath eyelids.

 “It’s not fair.” I say between sobs. “Why me? Why does it always have to be me?” He wraps his arms around me and pulls me close, the sound of his heartbeat slowly calms me down until my sobs have become nothing more than whimpers and sniffles. I always ended up with the bad end of the bargain my whole life. Yeah, I’m rich, but my dad’s rarely in my life, I’m antisocial, I’m not that smart, I can’t dance, the list goes on and on. The thing about Cole is that he makes me feel like I’ve just won the lottery. It’s ludicrous to think that he can make someone as shit as me, feel like one in a million.

 Who knows how long I sat there, pressed tightly to his chest, because once we finally let go of one another I found my soup with a note placed on top of it.

 I saw you and Cole, didn’t want to interrupt. I told that boy not to see you, he just can’t seem to stay away! I love you Kit Kat. – Dad.

 I opened the lid on the soup, grabbed the plastic spoon it came with and sipped it. It was cold. I’m guessing Cole could tell by the look on my face because he lightly chuckled.

 “C’mon pookie, let’s get you checked out of the hospital so I can take you out for a bite to eat.” I was more than willing to agree, so here we are at some sushi restaurant munching on raw fish.

“So.” Cole says in between mouthfuls of California rolls. “I think that you should get out more.” I sigh in frustration and lightly let my head fall onto my chest.

“Why? Just because I have cancer doesn’t mean I have to be the next Steve Irwin.”

 “You know,” He reaches over and grabs a piece of beef teriyaki from my plate earning a glare from me. “You’re right, you just have to not sit in your room all day and I’ll be happy.”

 “Do you mind?” I scold him while he reaches in for more of my food.

“Huh?” He asks stuffing more food in his mouth. “Oh…”

“Yeah.” I nod my head and laugh.

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“Cole?” I ask once we’ve left the restaurant and begin to head home.

 “Yes pookie?”

“Are you being nice to me just because I have cancer?” I become nervous and fiddle with the ends of my hair anticipating his answer. He pulls the car over into a vacant lot and looks straight ahead for a while, hands stiff on the steering wheel. His hands drop to into his lap and he audibly sighs, he turns to face me. His eyes darken, they scare me a bit with the intensity they hold. My breath hitches as he caresses my cheek and his gaze slightly flickers to my lips. He slowly begins to lean forward, his lips meeting mine.

 I could hear the stars in the universe exploding and the meteors soaring. His lips are slightly chapped creating the slightest amount of friction. My arms wrap around his neck, my hands run through his hair. He leans into the kiss deepening it. The kiss holds a certainty of desperateness, as if we were going to magically disappear in each other’s arms and be gone forever, but at the same time it's so innocent. A kiss. That’s all it is, a simple kiss that overwhelms me with so many emotions I can’t even begin to describe the feeling. I reluctantly pull away and laugh. Of all things I laugh. Poor boy must think I’m a maniac.

 “Why are you laughing?” He wonders, his lips red and slightly swollen.

 “I’m happy.” I reply grinning from ear to ear. "And for my first kiss ever I had sushi breathe." And then he does the most unexpected thing, he laughs with me.

 He composes himself much more quickly than I do and looks at me funnily. "What?" I hope he's not looking at me like that because I have a bit of seaweed stuck in my teeth. "Am I weird?" His face has shifted almost immediatly from a quirky grin to a perplexed expression and slightly furrowed brows. 

"No." He finally decides. "You're different." What's that supposed to mean? 

"Is different bad?" I retort slowly and unsure of my words. I hope I don't end up on the side of the road looking to hitch hike because I'm different and have sushi breathe.

"I never said it was bad." He simply states with a playful grin tugging at the corners of lip, as if that's supposed to answer the millions of questions I have running through  my mind. He averts his gaze ahead and starts the car without saying another word. 

"I'm not digging the whole brooding, mysterious guy act." I manage to get a laugh out of him.

"What do you mean pookie?" 

"What do I mean? What do you mean? I mean your oh, so complex and touchingly deep reply totally answered my question." Sarcasm was dripping from my voice. He slightly shakes his head and chuckles completely disregarding my question and continuing on the countryside road. I cross my arms not pleased with his response and slouch in my seat. Unbelievable. 

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THATS A LOT TO TAKE IN IN ONLY TWO CHAPTERS! EEK! I'm sorry I would've updated sooner but school sucks and I have a lot of homework. Do you guys want shorter chapter updated more often or longer chapters updates less often?  I LOVE YOU ALL HAVE A WONDERFUL DAY!