[COMPLETED] Mila Wilson is quiet, anxious and a little bit of a mess. When she finally starts college despite her mental health issues, she meets the dark, mysterious, yet intriguing Jace Evans, who is covered in tattoos and the most beautiful boy s...
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"This is why you were worried I would run?" he asks, looking at me intensely.
I don't know how to answer, so I just shrug my shoulders slowly. Jace's body is so close to mine, that I almost feel myself leaning in for it to touch mine.
"You're so wrong, Mila. You think this is going to scare me off?" he asks with a deep, raspy voice, shaking his head at me.
His words take the heaviness off of me, so that I feel light again. I don't know what to say. I just told Jace about the burden that I am, I think I scared myself off a little. Is this real? Or am I dreaming?
"Look at me" he says once again.
I do as as told.
"You're not going to get rid of me that easily" he remarks, as he comes even closer to my face. "Understood?" he adds, and I slowly nod to show him I did.
The butterflies in my stomach erupt, and at the same time I feel like I might tear up again any second. What he just said can't be true, I must have heard him wrong. I look back up to check for validation in his eyes, and when I do, Jace places his hand on my cheek gently. He presses his lips onto mine shortly after, and I feel warmth rising up from inside of me. I have been waiting to have this feeling again, and I wonder if he feels the same thing I do at all.
"Besides" Jace starts all serious, before we fully break apart. "I told you, you can't stay away from me" he says, grinning at me playfully to lighten the mood.
I feel my worries fade away.
"Maybe I can't" I tell him, just as playful.
I'm serious though, I know I can't. I couldn't before, and this whole situation made it even worse. Or better, however you want to call it.
"There's one thing I want from you" Jace says sincerely. "Talk to me okay? It's going to take a little time for me to figure everything out, but just talk to me."
"I will" I promise him, squeezing his hand lightly.
I still can't put into my head that he's willing to put in the effort. For me? My emotions go wild, and yet another tear escapes my eyes.
"Stop crying, Mila. I'm here" Jace adds, with his hand on my thigh.
"Sorry... I just" I start, breathing heavily. "Thank you, for understanding. That's rare to find" I say, as I wipe my face to get rid of any smudged mascara.
Jace smiles at me. "No need to thank me."
The whole talk changed our relationship completely. I feel like I no longer need to be shy around him, even though I just made myself so vulnerable. Jace gets me, I kind of knew that from the start. I can open up to him and that's the best feeling in the world. I hope his intentions are good, but only time will tell. Theres is no need to worry about things that haven't even happened. Then again, story of my life.
