Far or Near?

Part Thirty?!

you read that right, mate. here i am. without anymore liking in the Keys. but jeez ive got 2k read what the devan is going on ?? so. yeah. here's an update. (i kent even remember the story line omigosh) maybe more updates to come. summer is coming.

again, my chapters are never edited unless i say so.

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-3 weeks later-

Devan's POV
It has been a few weeks since our last video together. The majority of our house has been all   compressed in large and small boxes, while our feelings are still out in the open. The Andersons' would come here from time to time, helping us and stuff with all this moving. Who knew Hazel could lift a large box with full of stuff in them by herself? No one, of course.

 But they're come overs were mostly just hangouts and an excuse of eating food. Our parents knew this, but they just let us. After all, we won't be seeing them for a while. 

Honestly, I was expecting Ethan to come barging in our house to check on Emma. But all he managed to do is call Emma for 3 times the whole three weeks, (i mean, who's counting..?) which is quite unusual. Well, now thinking about it, i'm just happy I could hangout and create more memories with my Emma, alone. 

"Dev," A soft voice called out from the door of my almost-empty room. A voice I'll be missing. "Come in- WAIT- no, DON'T!" I suddenly screamed. I was only in my light blue boxers! I'm still ashamed of my body. No matter how many times Emma has seen it. I immediately took my navy blue hoodie and some black sweat shorts, putting them on on a lighting pace without making myself trip and fall. Talent, ladies and gents. Talent. 

I finally opened the door, kinda breathless. There she was, standing in her black leggings, a gray shirt a size bigger than her original size, her bare feet, and her wide smile. I instantly smiled back, asking why she was here so early. 

It was 8:33 AM, but they usually come by at around 9:00 AM. 

"Nothing much, mom was being lazy and asked your mom if we can eat breakfast here instead." She explained with a shrug and smirk. "Just in time! I was planning on eating just a while ago. Let's go." I said, taking her hand in mine before closing the door with my left foot. 

"Devan, wait." She halted the both of us, just right before the flight of stairs. "What? Is something wrong?" I questioned, looking straight in her chocolate eyes. Chocolate Girl. "Nothing," She mumbled. And with that, her small lips ended up with mine. She was soon pinning me softly on the wall, but the kiss remained soft and passionate, not hungry and deep. It was almost like she was memorizing my lips, and I to her. 

She never starts the kisses, usually. But I didn't mind the times she would. I don't mind at all. 

She pulled away, my eyes still closed for a few seconds. Once I opened them, I was greeted by her chocolate eyes once again, and a wide smile. I smiled back before I closed by eyes and leaning in for another kiss. I was waiting for her soft lips to collide with mine, but instead, I was collided with her small hand. I quickly opened my eyes and pouted at her. She giggled, saying, 

"Nuh-uh, mister. I love your lips, and I love you, but I am in love with food. So," We proceeded to the kitchen after laughing a bit. This human is driving me into a blob of oobleck. She can instantly make me turn into liquid without even trying!

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-Third Person Point of View-

The lovers ran down the stairs, hand in hand. The rest of both their families were already in the dining area, faces full of bacon & eggs and smiles. The lovers sat down with them, across from each other.