"I don't want someone who promises me the moon and stars. I want someone who promises to lay on the grass and watch them with me."
- anonymous
t w e l v e
oliver convinced nova to pull over.
her eyes were getting heavy
and her words began to slur.
he wished he could drive.
"i think there is a motel a few
metres ahead," she spoke. "we can stay there
for the night."
he nodded and began getting his things
ready.
nova pulled over and when she
got out of the door
you could tell that this stop was needed.
she gave give him a
crooked smile
and nodded in the direction
of the door.
oliver waited on the couch
whilst nova got their key.
she tossed it to him
to acknowledge she was
done.
he caught it between
his thumb and index finger.
they
carried their luggage (which
only happened to be a tiny backpack)
to their room with a slow walk.
once there nova threw her bag
onto the floor and collapsed onto
her bed.
the room was made up of two
single beds, a closet, and a bathroom.
oliver did the same.
they laid on their sides facing each
other.
nova wore a tired smile.
where as olivers eyes were almost shut, but he managed to give
nova the same smile back.
"ollie,"
"hm?"
"come here."
his eyes opened wide at her command.
his heart beat a little faster.
he took his blanket off of his body
and silently moved to nova's bed.
she pulled off her covers and let
oliver slide in beside her.
"I'm cold." she announces. then
wraps her arms around olivers neck and
her leg slightly lays on top
of his.
he wraps his awkward arms around her waist.
it felt nice. it felt wonderful. he had the girl he loved in his arms
and she was beautiful.
"you're staring." her voice was barely audible.
he cleared his throat. "I'm not." but he was and he couldn't
stop. he wanted to stroke her freckled cheek with his hand and
he wanted to run his hands through her golden hair.
and he wanted to tell her how beautiful she was.
her eyes fluttered open. "caught you."
then he did it. his palm went to her cheek
and he gently stroked it.
her hand caught his in it.
and with her index finger
she beckoned him forward.
she was closing her eyes as his head was meeting hers
and he knew it, he was sure- she wanted to kiss him.
his eyes closed and then her lips meet his and she was a supernova, because to him she was a star that suddenly increased greatly in brightness.
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Poetry"i was thinkin' about yesterday, when you asked me why i stayed, with this, and i didn't answer you. i didn't answer you, because i don't know why i stay. nova?" "yea?" "would you like to run away with me?" {cover: @guyswithguitars } highest...
