But just when I wanted to say something, Austin interrupted me. "I'm sorry I kissed you." Now it was my turn to be confused. "Why do you say that?" "Because you didn't want it. Because I was wrong with my feelings." "What feelings?" "I thought you felt the same to me?" Again, stupid love began to take over. Now don't conclude too soon, Madison! I addressed myself.
The spark of hope that built up in my chest pushed back. "And what do you feel for me?" He sighed deeply and then looked straight into my eyes. I could no longer do anything, look away, or stare at something else. I was hopelessly trapped in the blue sea of his eyes. "How can you still not realize that, Madison." He paused and broke eye contact. His eyes stared at a point past me. "I'm in love with you, Madison. And I'm sorry you don't feel the same way. I'm sorry I kissed you and made sure that you had even more trouble on your shoulders. " A single tear escaped from the corner of his eye and made his way down.
The sparkle of hope was no longer sparkle. It occupied my entire body. My heart was beating so hard that I was almost scared that it would stop so soon. And then, I realized that Austin reacted entirely differently. Austin didn't know my side of the story. I wiped the tear from his cheek with my finger and lifted his chin. I couldn't catch his gaze; his watery eyes kept dodging mine. "Austin, look at me."
The enormous burden that had fallen off my shoulders made me more confident than ever. "You're pretty blind yourself, too." I chuckled before I went on; now, I didn't have much to say anymore. Only a few words were enough. "Austin, I love you." And without waiting for an answer, I pushed my lips onto his. It took me a lot of effort to remove my lips from his. They seemed to persuade me not to stop every time. The pleasant warmth that flowed through my body didn't help either. Austin's face was a replica of mine. His eyes sparkled, and a small smile adorned his face. Words seemed useless at the moment. His hands searched for mine, and when he touched me, I felt a tingling going through me. He pulled me to his chest, and I didn't resist the offer. I rested one hand on his chest while the other played with Austin's shirt. I felt his hand supporting my back. It caused small electrical shocks in my body, and I felt relieved.
Everything seemed to have changed entirely in those little five minutes. As if the situation had been reversed. Along with the loss of that burden came the tiredness. My eyes grew more solemn, and I seemed to fall asleep at any moment. I looked at Austin's face one last time to go to the conclusion that he had fallen asleep. His head leaned against the wall, which I think wasn't right, and his mouth hung slightly open. After that last glance, my eyes won the battle, and they closed.
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"Joshua, no!" "Why not?" "Then you wake them up." It was too late for that now. I blinked, and Joshua and Kaci stood in front of me. She had a wordless discussion. I didn't care much about it and got rid of myself as far as it went. Because now I was stuck between Austin's arms. I found anything but bad. I could lie here forever. "God damn it, Joshua! Now you've woken them up." I looked up just in time to see Kaci lashing out at Joshua's head. For a second, Joshua stared at Kaci with a surprised look until he recovered his senses and picked up Kaci from the floor. "You're so dead."
While he was walking, he ran away so quickly that I got scared that they both would fall. "JOSHUA NOOOOO!" Kaci's half-laughed supplication sounded so funny that I started to laugh. "What's so funny?" I turned my head a quarter and looked straight into Austin's still sleepy eyes. My answer was lost in the blue sea of his eyes. His face was slowly approaching, and just before his lips touched mine, he whispered, "Good morning, sunshine." He seemed to whisper it to my lips. I seemed to be going crazy with desire, and his lips seemed to hypnotize me. I studied the texture and shaped carefully while he talked. But then I couldn't restrain myself anymore, and I pulled him through his shirt so that his lips touched mine.
This was amazing!
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Blame it on me' ~ Post Malone
Fanfiction~ Madison Pierce. 22 years, 24.08.1997. Brown eyes and dark brown curls. Madison is a Dutch girl who goes on an exchange to America for a year to escape her pain and in the hope that her sorrow will disappear. It seems to work well; she feels at hom...