nine seconds [J9 | COMPLETED]

six seconds (part one)

This is exactly what happened last summer.

It was on the midst of a scorching summer when the whole class decided to go to the beach---just to celebrate our senior high school graduation.

On the bus we were waiting for the other students to come. I was seated on the last seat at the back while listening to music through a headset. I remember the song playing was Lover by Taylor Swift. Eyes-closed, I dive into the beautifully written lyrics and indulge into the very emotion and voice of the singer.

I couldn't help but to smile at the thought of being in love. Sometimes I think I cannot wait to feel love and have a romantic relationship with someone. I must be a fool to rush in but no one can resist the addicting drug called love.

Once you are addicted, you cannot stop.

We kept waiting for almost an hour. After so many songs played I drifted to sleep. When I came back to my senses, I opened my eyes and was taken aback by the view that welcomed me again to the lively world.

Nine was smiling from ear to ear, in front me, his back bended forward, his nose almost touching mine, he was so close to me I can see the color of his lips and smell the strawberry---he ate for sure---on his breath.

And there it began, the weird beats of my heart, the gasps I make when he stares at me, the breath I lose when he smiles, the sugar and honey spilled on my stomach and the shivers he gave when he suddenly called me by my name.

"Joong." Like a music or the song Lover I felt everything I wanted to have a while ago.

"Are you okay?"

I blinked my eyes repeatedly trying to wake myself up from the abrupt pause I had. He moved and sat next to me. He was wearing a pastel pink polo with flower prints and a white plain shorts.

I wanted to say he looks fine. So fine.

I nodded my head and smiled at him.

"Why are you late? Where have you been?" I asked. All of the students are finally inside the bus and we take over. We started our journey to the beach.

Nine was rummaging on his huge backpack while talking to me. He told me he just had a little emergency that made him late. I asked him what he was looking for on his bag and he hushed me by putting his index finger on my lips.

I was surprised and after that I became aware of the movements he does because I don't want to die from heart attack.

"This made me late, look..."

And I looked inside his backpack and saw canned alcoholic drinks.

"You're crazy, Nine. You know it's not allowed."

"But it's only for the two of us..." He paused and closed his bag. This time, he rested his head on my shoulders.

Fuck. Was all I could say on my mind.

"Trust me, Joong. They won't caught us. Besides, we will drink them when everyone's asleep."

And all throughout the long drive to the beach, Nine was sound asleep on my shoulder and my heart was pumping so hard almost breaking my ribcage. I was staring at him the whole time and I don't mind the numbness on my shoulder because everything I feel at that specific moment was like the song Lover.