when you were here

Chapter VIII

Song: "Fade Into You" -Mazzy Star
Michael
I'm all jittery when I arrive at Ronnie's front door. I did deliver all my apologies I owed her so hopefully those things are pushed aside and we can just continue where we were before. I liked where we were, I liked holding her all night and sleeping in her bed with her. It felt right, it felt like that's how it should be for the rest of our lives. That's how I want it to be for the rest of our lives.

I finally bring myself to ring her doorbell, it takes a while for her to answer but she does and she looks pleased as ever to see me. She's sporting a little bit of makeup again, wearing the gloss that looks like a galaxy, like stars I could explore all day. With my lips of course.

"Hi," she says with this giddy look that makes me want to squeal like a school girl. Today she wears a light lilac coloured t-shirt with a pair of acid washed blue jeans. It's simple but cute of course.

"Hi," I say back, almost absolutely at loss for words. Today her hair is at its usual natural state, natural curls falling everywhere perfectly. Her beautiful eyes looking brighter than ever. For being hungover, she looks incredible.

"Let me just grab my shoes, come in!" She says, opening the door wider for me. I do so and watch her slide open the shoe closet door and pick out a black pair of short heels which she slips on over her white socks. I love her style, it's very vintage and simple but in a way that isn't a big deal, or that she dresses to impress people. She just dresses for herself.

Our eyes lock again and she is smiling at me. I could do it right now, I could kiss her right now. But no, I don't want to risk what we have now. I would have to control myself until I get a hint that she's at least a quarter as crazy for me as I am for her.

"Has anyone everyone told you that you have the most beautiful eyes. Ever?" I ask, words just blurting out of my mouth with no control. I guess if I can't kiss her I'll just compliment her.

"Yeah actually. You. When you were drunk. Last night. In front of everyone," Ronnie says in a teasing matter, getting all close to me as if coming in for a hug, or even better; a kiss. Her eyes stay on mine for a few more moment and I'm almost convinced that she's going to kiss me now, but just as my hopes get too high she slips out the front door.

"Oh right," I mutter to myself in embarrassment. I close the door and lock it. "Did I actually say that?" I call out to Ronnie who is almost already at my van having skipped in a lazy way.

"Yep. But hey, I appreciate it. And you've got the cutest bum. Ever," Ronnie says casually as she opens the front door. I feel myself blush at this and try to hide my face from her.

"Yeah that's what they all say," I respond once I've hopped into the driver's seat.

"Oh shut up, no they don't," Ronnie says, slapping my arm in a playful way. I chuckle and man am I ever happy. I really do love this girl. "But they do say that you do be packin' some," she states.

"Really? Who?" I ask in astonishment, I didn't know people talked about me in any other way than poorly. She knows I'm, let's say quite a bit larger than average where it matters, things couldn't get better. Well they could, we could be married and on our way to our honeymoon but y'know this is cool too.

"Well Andy did like the day after she slept with you, and then I overheard Camryn talk about it to someone yesterday," she answers.

"Well I can confirm that rumour to be true," I say in a teasing way. Ron rolls her eyes but laughs and with that we're off to my house.

When we get to my house my mom gives Ronnie the warmest hug I've ever seen her give anyone. I think this is because she wants Ronnie in our lives forever. Ronnie just has this likeable energy to her, everyone she runs into likes her instantly, especially moms. She's the kind of girl you would be more than proud of to bring home to your momma.