Strawberry Blonde

三十二

He lifted his hand and softly wiped the tears falling off my cheek.

" It doesn't matter about where I was or what happened. I didn't tell you that story for you to pity me or awaken any kind of rage in you. If we are gunna do this relationship thing I have to be honest about the things that are ugly and the things that are beautiful !" He said smiling.

Just then I remembered what happened at his house.

The kiss.

How it was similar to what he went through and I turned from him struggling to breathe while wiping my own tears with the blanket.

" Hassan what's wrong ?" He asked placing a soft grip on my shoulder.

" I did the exact same thing..."

He stayed quiet but without seeing his face I felt his confusion.

" I kissed you, and then threw you under the bus and mistreated you like you were-

He turned me back around and that same welcoming smile mocked me.

" Hassan, it's alright ! Well I mean technically it's not 'alright' cause that was a tad bit messed up but I knew it was different." He said chuckling.
"Back then when that happened I felt nothing, it was weird cause me and him were so close it felt like my brother kissed me." He said still holding the smile.

" When you kissed me though ? I felt the future."

I sniffled and began to speak.
" The future ?"

" I don't mean to sound weird or scare you off, but I seen a house, two cars, careers, a family.." he said struggling to keep his eyes locked on mine.

" I don't know...it's just my brother tells me all the time, you'll know when you know, and I just felt like this was the kinda different he was talking about. Even my first time meeting you there was just an instant magnetic feel about you, us, all of this." He said motioning to our beach picnic.
" It's something real that feels like fiction and I just can't believe it's happening."

There was a pause after his speech where we took time to just examine each other.

It wasn't long before I felt my body lean in naturally and fill the space separating us.

The familiar softness of his lips met mine and they both caressed each other before letting go.

We both shared the same goofy dumbfounded look and then laughed.

" Laurence I really don't know what to say. You pretty much took the words right out of my soul ! I don't know how to explain it but just like you said it feels like this is suppose to happen. It feels like I've been waiting for this my whole life without even knowing it." I admitted.

Our words were starting to sound like nothing more than mere infatuation and cliché teenage lust but this feeling couldn't be either or.

It had to be something more, something serious, something actually real.

Laurence shook his head and reached into a basket pulling out two DVD cases.
" Enough of all the seriousness, how about a movie ? I brought Titanic and Finding Nemo !"

" Hmmmmmm why don't we start with Nemo then depending on what time it is, we end with Titanic ?" I suggested.

He popped the Finding Nemo disk out of the case and put it into the projector thingy without saying a word.

He smiled at me while the projectors light painted the image on the crisp white sheet infront if us.

" Hey Hassan..."

" Yeah ?"

He started to turn red.

" Out with your words !"

" Do you mind if we cuddle ?"

My heart started to race but I tried to play it off cool and cleared my throat.

" Yeah but I get to be big spoon." I said moving over to him.

He wrapped his muscular arm around my back and nestled his head into my chest. The sky was a mix of light blues and oranges while the smell of his cologne gave me euphoria.

I put my hand in his hair slowly playing in it while the movie finally finished its opening logos and started.

This couldn't be anymore perfect...