A lot has been going on lately, I'm applying to study abroad next year and so I've been really busy with that and getting myself better. Thank you to those who are still reading this. ❤
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Something in my stomach just kept tightening and cramping up. I know it's not my period and I'm not hungry, so I don't know what it is. All I know is I'm standing in front of my mirror in the third outfit for that night. It's my favorite so far, a denim skirt with a large black sweater and it's what I'm wearing.
Until I realize it's snowing and freezing out.
With a loud sigh, I take off the skirt and try to find a pair of jeans that go well with the sweater. It takes a few minutes and I think they're a pair of Annika's jeans, but when I look in the mirror I fall in love with the outfit. I'm not used to wearing skirts anyway, so the jeans make me feel more comfortable.
"Noa? Are you here?" Erik calls out, making my stomach twist even more and I finally realize why it was doing it in the first place. I take a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves and failing.
"Um, yeah," I call back. "I'm in my room!" There's a light knock on the door an I quickly say "come in". It's adorable how Erik slowly walks in, as though I'd be naked even though I just told him to come in. He can be very weird and confusing sometimes but it was cute.
"Um, I-I was just wondering, um--" He clears his throat. "I was just wondering if you were ready yet?" I look him up and down. He just got home from work, cinnamon and cocoa powder dusted on his shirt and pants. There's no way he's ready to go.
"You do know I can wait, right? You should go get cleaned up, take a breath." I place my hands on his shoulders and wait until he takes a deep breath and relaxes. He looks at me through his glasses that slip down his nose a little. A big smile spreads across his face and I copy it.
Erik suddenly hugs me, wrapping his arms around my waist and holding me close. I laugh a little before wrapping my arms around his neck and hugging back. He takes a deep breath and squeezes me a little tighter. We stand like that for a few minutes, just holding onto each other. The smell of coffee is strong on Erik's clothes and it smells really good.
"You're amazing, you know?" he mumbles against my shoulder. My arms tighten around him and I bury my face in his neck. I just mumble some words as a response, never good with compliments.
"Come on, get dressed," I whisper, pulling my arms away from Erik and taking a step back. "I was promised to do whatever I wanted tonight and I intend to make sure that promise is fulfilled." Erik chuckles and drops his arms from around me. He walks out of my room and I hear his door close then the shower turn on.
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In The Eyes Of a Saint
Roman pour AdolescentsI stare at the cars. I stare at the people. I look up and I stare at the sky. I stare at the clouds. A few birds fly by. I stare at those, too. Then, I look at the buildings. Some are completely lit up. Others are only partially. I stare at the cars...
