Chapter 21: I love you.

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I have added a new chapter which is now called chapter 17, so be sure to read that one first before you continue this chapter. Also, the new chapter didn't have anything to do with chapter 18, 19 and 20 so you won't have to read all those chapters again after reading the new chapter.

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I leave the classroom with a bunch of other kids. In order to be able to spot Austin, I stop a few meters from my classroom. It takes a while before he spots me, but when he does, he runs down the small distance between us and takes me in his arms. God, I missed you. He whispers in my hair. We saw each other 2 hours ago. I laugh, letting go of our hug. I know, but still. I cant get enough of you, you know that. Yes, I do. I have a hickey that I try to hide as proof. I narrow my eyes at him.

Stop pretending like you dont like it. He grabs me by my hips. So, how did it go? Did my tutoring help you? I nod excited. Absolutely! I never felt so smart while making a math test. He laughs at me and takes me closer. So, youre my little geek now? If you want me to be I smile. He kisses me softly and my hands reach for his hair.

Reluctantly, I pull back from him. Were still in the hallway. I remind him. He rolls his eyes and kisses my forehead. Fine. I have a question for you. Shoot. His hands find their places back on my hips and I cant hold back the smile growing on my face.

Since we have done our hardest for our math tests, and since were free from lessons this Friday, what do you say about leaving town? To where? You know, staying at my parents vacation house down at the beach. I know its not the best weather for the beach, but we can stay inside by the fire. He says oh so casually. I would love that. I hear a but coming. No buts. I have an appointment with Nick this Friday afternoon, but Im sure I can reschedule. It wasnt that important anyway.

He frowns. Youre sure? Because I know how important this is to you and- I press my lips on his to shut him up. Thats my favourite way that someone every shut me up. He laughs when we break apart. Thought so. I grin. But seriously, I really am in the mood for some relaxation. And it would be wonderful to spend the weekend with you at this vacation beach house. I tell him honest. I wrap my arms around his neck, and we stay put like that for a while, before he answers.

Well be leaving at noon, then. I squeal at him, full of excitement. He picks me up and swirls me around. I notice people staring at us, but I couldnt care less. I am going away for the weekend with the boy I love. And honestly? I never thought Id be this happy again after everything with Jackson. Not only his murder, but the cheating too. It destroyed my confidence in people. It broke my mental well-being. And mostly, it demolished my heart. But I will survive this. Because I have Austin. I have Lorenzo. And I have Nick, who hopefully will ever solve the case.

I zip up my small suitcase. I didnt know what to pack, so I packed quite a lot. A knock on my door and Austin yelling my name, make me aware of how late it already is. Shit. I curse under my breath. Coming! I yell back. I hear Austin chuckle from outside and I roll my eyes. And there he is. Standing right in front of my dorm, a bouquet of red roses in his left hand and a full smirk gracing his face. There she is. I almost thought you stood me up. Why would I? Indeed, why would you? Everyone would be lucky to date me. He comments. I punch him playfully on his arm. Lets go. Wait, I got something for you. He hands me the flowers and I take them. Thank you. I smile genuine. I will put them in the water and then we can leave, alright? Of course. He smiles.

He enters my room as I leave to fill a glass with water. When I come back, I find him laying on my bed. As I walk towards him, I place the flowers on my desk. When Im standing in front of Austin, I cross my arms in front of my chest and raise my eyebrows. Are we leaving, or do you want to spend the rest of the weekend lying in my bed? I ask him.

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