Astronomy

4: Stargazing

The next morning I woke up at four and I was carrying my telescope to the field by four thirty. I was wearing a black sweater with little stars on it, black skinny jeans, mocassins, and a neon orange and grey striped beanie, but I was still cold. I finally got to the field, cheeks red and out of breath, to see Lilly laying on a blanket and watching the stars. I set my stuff on the ground and she looked at me, smiling. I smiled back and began setting up my telescope near the blanket. After I was done I layed down beside her. We sat in comfortable silence until she spoke up. 

"I'm gonna eat a croissant. You want one?" 

"Yeah" I answered. She reached into the basket Farmer Myers had no doubt set out for us and pulled out two croissants, handing me one. "Thanks. And thanks for coming."

She laughed, sounding like a wind chime blowing in the breeze, and said "I was the one that invited you."

I smiled broadly. "I'm glad you did."

She smiled and gently took my hand in hers. "Me too."

For a while we were silent, but only until the moon started to change. It had a faint glow of red and looked like a candle in the distance.

"It's beautiful." She said quietely, her voice filled with awe.

"Yeah" I replied. "Just like you." I said the last part very quietely, but she heard me anyways.

She looked at me and I looked at her and something happened. I asked her about it a few months later and she said she felt it too. We both saw something in each other, something great. I think it was then that I knew that I really didn't like guys or girls, I liked her. Something sparked in me and I was suddenly reinvented. All the pain and sadness, shyness and loneliness, everything just washed away. I had no worries. All I could think about was her. I felt myself lean in and I saw her lean in. We slowly closed the distance between us until we were no more than a centimeter away from each other. Our lips finally connected after what seemed like ages and it was magic. It wasn't a long kiss, or a passionate one, but it meant so much. Even then I knew that I would never forget the feelings I had or how her lips tasted or how her hair blew in her face as she leaned away. I would never forget one second with Lilly. Not one flip of the hair, not one beautiful laugh, not one smirk, not one sometimes not so gentle push, not one lazy Saturday. I still remember those first few days perfectly because they meant everything. That day was the best day I've ever had. It was the day I realized that I didn't want anyone but her.