Take me to church ✞

church

The first week was over sooner than I realised and it was Monday again. Ezra and I had talked a lot and Gideon became quite a good friend.

I woke up early and decided to just get into the shower early so I wouldn't have to fight over who goes first with the others. I picked up my stuff and quietly left the room. I quickly walked over to the bathroom at the end of the corridor and stopped in my tracks when I saw Ezra with just a towel around his hips standing in front of the sink. I think I was staring because the next thing I know is Ezra clearing his throat and looking expectantly at me.

"Uh... sorry...", I muttered and already wanted to turn away when I felt someone grabbing my wrist. 

"Hey, it's fine. I'm finished anyway." He squeezed through the doorframe next to me and opened the door to his room. Before he disappeared inside he turned around and smiled at me. His gaze lingered for a few seconds but then he closed the door. 

Damn him. I quickly closed the bathroom door and leaned against it in on the inside. Was this just me or was he teasing me? I rubbed my temples and then got into the shower.

Breakfast was weird. Normally Ezra and I would sit next to each other and talk but this morning we both kept quiet. On the other hand, the accidental brush of our knees wasn't just a brush. He had his leg much closer to mine than on the other days.

Right after breakfast, Mr. Jones came inside to announce to me that I would be having a visitor this evening. A shiver ran down my spine, I didn't know why but I had a bad feeling.

The day went by slowly but once it was evening I was even more nervous. 

"Do you want to go to the beach?", confused I looked at Ezra and he continued, "you seemed tense the whole day and whatever happens later... I wanted to talk to you before."

I nodded and just followed him down to the water. 

"You know I told you it's going to be okay. Right now it's not but I wanted you to know that I'm here for you if you ever want to talk. Even when the camp is over", Ezra turns to stand in front of me and takes my hands, "because I do care about you. Even though we barely know each other it feels like we do."

Without even thinking about it I leaned in to kiss him and it felt like we both been waiting for that. 

"Hey!"

I jumped as I heard a familiar voice. Lucas. 

I saw his angry face as I heard a shot and looked down. My white shirt was turning red and I started panicking and grabbing Ezra. I collapsed into his arms and we both went down. As I looked up I saw Ezra crying. I lightly touched his face and tried to wipe away his tears.

"It's gonna be okay, right?", my voice was shaky but I tried to smile and Ezra as well. He nodded and kissed me again with tears running down his face. 

"Yes, it's gonna be okay."

I heard the waves in the ocean and slowly but surely my vision turned black and it felt like I was falling asleep.