(Completed ❤️)
No one really knows why it is so stormy all the time during February. Although it is forbidden to go outside, 17 year old Alexandra (Alex) Smith can't help but be drawn to the outdoors.
As soon as February comes the weather drastical...
I stare at him with my mouth open like a fish. My mind has turned completely blank, I don't even know what to say.
I thought he told me he wasn't able to love. I knew he liked me but...the thought of loving me had never crossed my mind.
"Please say something," he whispers, beginning to worry.
There's a lot I want to say. I want to tell him that I feel the same way, and that trying to not love him has been like hell for me. I want to jump up and down and I want to kiss his beautiful face again. But, I can't seem to make my body move.
"Alex?"
"I...I...I don't know what to say," a small smile pulls at my lips and I adjust my position on his lap.
He smiles shyly back at me and sighs in relief at my acceptance of his 'I love you', "I never thought I'd be able to be in love. I thought it wasn't possible, until I met you," he grins, "being with you all that time in February changed me. You, changed me, and for that I am eternally grateful,"
I left out a weak chuckle as my eyes fill with tears, "Would I be crazy if I said 'I love you too'?" I ask copying his previous words.
He looks down then back up at me with a soft expression on his face, "I guess we're both equally crazy then,"
I nod and wrap my arms under his heavy arms into a hug. He rests his chin near my forehead and takes in a deep breath.
We stay in this position for what feel like ages. My ear is pressed up against his warm chest and I listen to every beat of his heart. His heart beat is relaxingly steady and quiet making be want to rest my eyes and fall asleep.
He gently draws circles around the middle section of my back as I run my fingers through his hair.
"We should probably go," he sighs pulling away from me after a couple minutes.
I meet his eyes and nod in disappointment, "I wish we could stay like this for longer," He chuckles at my comment and kisses my forehead before I get up.
We make our way back to everyone else to find that only a couple people are still there. Some months seem to be inside the tree house winding down for the evening, while the other months are outside sitting together in a circle. Some on the grass and some sitting on horizontal wooden logs.
They see us and all smile warmly. A girl with glowing golden brown skin, sapphire dusted hair and round glasses greets me with a handshake and tells me her name is June (another month). Her bright red lipstick makes her smile look extra white and inviting.
Her hair comes down to her shoulders in beautiful curls and is tied up in space buns. Freckles dot all over her nose and cheeks making her look sun kissed.
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