That which we believed

Part 60

-Harry........: I said, trying to stop him.

-but:-Interrupted me:-From today it will be different, I will be another person:-try to smile.

-See:-said, pointing the small clock tower, which showed that it remains 1 minute to the new year.

We sat on the wooden bench, amid the beautiful winter wonderland. There were a few people around us, but they did not stop us from being alone and feel only. We stepped on the pavement asphalt, and the sky above us lit up all the countless little stars. A few meters from us, was located the big Christmas tree. The toys, with the help of which was decorated, were of all kinds, giving even greater imagery and clarity of the Christmas fairy tale. They were all breathing, waiting for the Covenant moment.

Harry was a rushing gaze, to the clock that second after second, marking the approaching of our new, beginning.

-12, 11, 10, 9,8...... 4:-I started counting.

-I love you:-Cried out

His gaze intriguing, and the smile still unmolted, they felt me.

-and A.....:-Before I have the opportunity to finish, the new year has already occurred.

He had his lips with mine. He gently caressing my wasps, and the feeling that I felt was indescribable.

-I love you:-I got the opportunity to confess.-Is Mr. Crossfwood that was the most sincere confession of love:-I copied the words from the note that he had written to me

-So you've learned:-Shame on you;-it didn't work out according to plan:-You were looking at me innocently.

-I'm the guy who's going to have to explain to you that not everything is happening as planned..:-I laughed:-Look at me:-I said pointing myself:-and I didn't plan to celebrate a new year, in the middle of a place in a completely unfamiliar location, but...... there's a first time for everything. :-I was reinforcing my slush.

-You're happy:-You asked me, with a confident voice.

-More than ever:-I turned away, removing the hair from his forehead

-That's what I needed:-closer to kissing my forehead. We stayed like this for a minute......... the most beautiful and real minute...... Filled with love and faith, the first minute of our new beginnings.

The Christmas songs were playing, they heard all over the city.

Men and women were sweatpants, leading the melody. The song was gentle and rhythmical, I could not resist.

-You want to give me a dance?:-he asked me, his gaze attracted me more and more, after each passing day

-Of course:-I responded with a confident tone..

I slowly stood up. He handed me a hand and seemed to carry me somewhere else. Felt the tide and emotion, from happiness and love to tears and hatred. Every confession, every hug, every kiss was a new thrill...

He spent one hand through my waist and buried his head in my shoulder. I pressed my breath in his arms. We moved slowly, following the rhythm and melody of love. From time to time, our eyes again met and painted new paintings, drew new worlds...... The Sparks were transferred, revealing everything between us. I loved him, and he loved me. We were both happy and we lived and we continued to create and supplement our history with each passing day. The story of Love,........ of eternal, undying and impossible love.