nine seconds [J9 | COMPLETED]

two seconds

I sighed.

Groaning as I place my shoulder bag on my bed. It's already 8 at night and school is making me pretty busy. It's been a week since I last saw Nine and I have this feeling inside my chest that longs for him.

I threw myself on the bed placing my hands at the back of my head.

I keep thinking about him. When I close my eyes I hear him laugh and pictures of him flash inside my head putting a small smile on my lips.

After minutes of resting and thinking of Nine, I decided to take a shower. I bathed myself and took time to wash all the worries and such.

I wore my PJs and took out my poetry notebook.

As I re-read the poems I wrote, I think of him again because he is my poetry. I have tons of poems all about him. Like that one moment when we both got kicked out of the chemistry class for breaking the beaker.

Chemistry

We both suck at chemistry
Failing all the experiments
But with you I am happy
Mixing all the condiments

Nine gave flavors to my life. He laughed with me when I'm happy and cried with me when I'm sad. He was always right there for me. Always behind my back to support me.

I wish he was here right now, with me, on this bed, beside me, having random conversations or just lying around spitting lame and cheesy jokes.

Tonight is just another friday night without him.

I was taken aback when I heard a knock on my room's door. I walked towards it and turned the knob to open.

Like a miracle or a wish granted, he was standing in front of me. With a smile plastered on his beautiful face. I was too excited and surprised and caught up to the feelings I feel at that specific time.

My body worked on his own commanding my arms to envelope his tiny body. My heart was not on its normal pace. It was running and jumping like it saw the only thing it wants.

"Hey..." Nine whispered. Still on the warmth of my embrace. He asked me if I'm okay and I told him I am.

"I miss you." I blurted out like a revelation appeared. But I do miss him. For the past few days he was inside my mind.

"I do, too."

I break the hug and smiled at him.

"Really?"

I was staring right at his face but his eyes are avoiding me. I noticed the growing pink on his ears and I reached for them.

"Your ears are hot. Are you okay?" I asked and he suddenly laughed and went inside my room. He threw himself on my bed and hid on the bedcovers.

"Of course I am okay!" He yelled making my lips curve up. I was smiling from ear to ear because he is acting cute and I adore him.

I joined him on the bed and we are both hidden and covered on the bedsheets.

Our bodies an inches apart. There was silence and all I can hear was his breathing. Soft and rapid. Like that scene on the summer night we had.

I want to kiss him.