I was now in Terrance's car driving to church.It sounded weird in my head for some reason.
He was in a button-up shirt that looked church appropriate expectations for the hoodie sweater he had on over it for some odd reason.
The hoodie wasn't on his head but it did ruin the church image he had going on.
It wasn't long before we were there and it had already started. I had thought we were on time but I was obviously wrong.
Terrance parked the car with all the others that were there. I quickly got out and smooth out my dress while Terrance took his time.
He walked over to my side as I continued to fix myself although it was only out of pure nerves, nothing truly wanted or needed to be fixed.
I looked up at Terrance who was now standing right in front of me, he was observing me.
His hair was combed back making me want to use my hand and mess it up allowing some to fall on his forehead. He was truly perfection in my eyes and I was lucky to be getting his attention.
I don't know what I did to deserve the amazing feelings I have when being around Terrance but I loved it.
"Come on." He said as he started to lead the way but I quickly stopped him.
"Leave the sweater," I told him as I used my hand to motion to the whole thing.
"What ?." He asked in confusion
"What's wrong with my hoodie?." He asked again as he looked down on it.We didn't have time for this, the parking lot was full of empty cars and the sound of praises could be heard coming from the inside of the church.
"Just leave it in the car," I stated as I stood there waiting, he exhaled loudly in defeat as he stepped closer to me, opened the car door and threw it in before locking it again.
"You look really lovely by the way." He said I felt his warm breath on my ears causing a shiver to run down my spine.
I loved the reactions my body had towards him, it was always unexpected and new to me. I never knew what would happen next but I liked it.
I couldn't help but think that he had done that as payback in away because I made him take off his sweater.
We walked up the steps of the church together and entered, I followed behind Terrance as he walked to the fourth to last row which was empty. He stepped aside and allowed me to enter first then he sat beside me.
We sat there and watched as the pastor prayed for the new young members of the church, welcoming them into the world.
I sat there beside Terrance and for some reason, I kept on thinking of all the amazing places we could be right now except here, which of course made me feel a bit guilty.
Who knows maybe one day I'll be walking down this very church toward an altar. It has always been a dram if mine to have a traditional wedding.
My thoughts were cut short when I felt Terrance touch my hand which was closest to him which was resting on my lap.
I looked up at him but his eyes were set in one direction, he was looking in the direction of the pastor.I looked down at our hands as his fingers slowly and gently ran over the inner side of my arm until his hand reached my palm where he intertwined our fingers causing my breath to become rapid. I struggled to maintain regular breathing.
At that moment everything the pastor was saying had faded.
I felt his thumb rub on my hand as it moved up and down. This time when I looked up at him he was looking down at our hands.
I couldn't help but wonder what was going threw his head. I mean his face was emotionless but the way he rubbed my intertwined hand with his thumb told me that he was deep in thought.
I was so relaxed at this moment no matter what he might be thinking. This made me feel like I wanted to go to church every chance I got to with Terrance.
"Everything in life happens for a reason." The pastor said causing my moment of comfort to slip away. My eyes snapped up instantly, I couldn't possibly of heard him correctly.
"Say it with me, everything in life happens for a reason." The people repeated with him.
This only proved my theory that life is a sick, cruel joke, how else would you explain that the one time I decide to go to church with Terrance it just so happens that they are basically chanting my dead sisters favourite quote/life statement.
How unfortunate of me, at least now I was paying attention to what he was saying, I liked the world I was in a few minutes ago with Terrance a lot better than this one.
With him, I was able to feel one thing at a time but now I was bombarded with pure mixed emotions.
It's like the universe hates it when I start to feel comfort and peace, it just keeps on sending obstacles in my way.
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