In His Eyes

Chapter Thirty-Eight

V E R O N I C A

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Today is new year's eve. Yup. I'm going to start off strong. I don't feel anything towards the day, compared to some girls that spend an entire month preparing for this particular day which is just set for humans to count time that they have no idea if it's real.

Well, maybe they do but that's not what I care about.

In fact. I didn't have any plans for today. Why would I? I always used to look forward to new year's eve, considering that I thought I'd have a new life and new persona in the upcoming year. It's always so disappointing to expect too much and well... I guess I did. As more and more years passed with me staying the same person, it kind of became like all the other basic days expect in 00:00 when I make a happy face, hug some people and one minute later, go back to serious yet meaningless days.

You could say that I've learnt a lot in my eighteen years of existence.

Today's honestly like all the other days to me and maybe I did have some small plans which consisted of watching movies all day and then putting the 'Avengers: Endgame' on around nine p.m so iron man can snap his fingers and welcome the new year with me, but my little cousin here has a very boring life and he can't stop bragging about Asher's new year's eve party so we can have a good time.

Thanks but being with myself and chilling alone is better than anything. But, this time, being with myself means being with me and some other person.

That's damn right. Damon.

We'd spent a lot of time these past days. They usually consisted of us watching movies all days and him waiting for me with Blake whilst I spend time with my beloved swing.

If you are actually wondering about the 'I love you' thing, well he said it first, a couple of days ago and guess what. He didn't leave me any time to say it back. He immediately said he doesn't want to pressure me into saying anything yet and that he would wait for my words when I'm ready to say them.

Truth is. I've been ready for a long time.

And now, I have no idea what the heck does the internet mean by 'wait for the right time' like when really is that? Right before you die together, or in the middle of a hookup session?

That would be awkward.

Anyways. Right now, I'm sitting in my jacket. You see, I just returned back from the swing and I froze my ass off, per usual. And now, I can't return my normal body heat. I'm wearing a silly smile and I'm waiting for him to come to my room.

Once I hear the sound of my door opening, I turn my head and meet his gorgeous eyes. I attempt to get up to hug him but he beats me to it by basically throwing himself at me with all his body weight. "My beautiful little devil." He says, caressing my cheek with his thumb and giving me a single kiss on his part of my neck.

I beam and kiss his hand. "My beautiful little crybaby."

He chuckles. "Always matching my energy."