Falling Slowly

Chapter 8

Dennis stands outside Davia's door, he takes a nervous breath. He knocks on the door.

Davia, who's been looking through her school papers, looks up when she hears the knock. She assumes it's probably Alice needing her for some random reason. She walks over to the door and opens it. She is surprised when she sees who's standing in the doorway.

"Dennis?" Davia says.

"Hey." Dennis replies.

"Your up late." Davia says, gesturing for him to come in.

"I could say the same thing about you." Dennis says, walking into the room as Davia shuts the door.

Davia giggles to herself.

"Tonight was crazy, I couldn't sleep so I've been grading papers." She says.

Dennis nods in response to this, as Davia moves her papers over to her nightstand and sits at the end of her bed. Dennis feels the nervous sensation pulse through his body. He takes a breath.

"There's something I need to tell you." Dennis says.

Davia looks up at him, raising her eyebrow. Dennis walks over and sits next to Davia at the end of her bed.

"Dennis, your scaring me. What's going on?" Davia asks.

Dennis reaches over, grabbing Davia's hand, pulling her hand into his lap. Davia looks down at her hand, then she looks up at Dennis, her eyes searching his, trying to figure out what's going through his mind. Dennis takes a breath.

"Davia, I love you." he says.

Davia blinks rapidly for a second, trying to register what Dennis just said. She felt her heart flutter, as she had wanted this for so long. She wanted to hear those words, the replicated feelings she felt for Dennis to be returned, and now she got what she wanted. Davia smiled at Dennis.

"Dennis, I love you too." she smiled.

Dennis reached over, tucking a little piece of Davia's hair behind her ear. His fingers lingered there for a moment, he proceeded by moving his hand to the side of her face. His thumb lightly stroking her cheek. Davia closed her eyes, being absolutely aware of his touch. She opened her eyes as Dennis started moving closer to her. Their faces inches apart, their lips on the brick of touching. Davia pulls back.

"Um, it's late. We should get some sleep." Davia says quietly.

"Yeah, right." Dennis clears his throat.

Dennis slowly stands up, brushing off his pants. He starts walking towards the door, but Davia stops him, grabbing his hand.

"Where are you going?" Davia asks.

"To bed. You said we should get some sleep." Dennis replies.

"I said we should get some sleep, I didn't say that meant you had to leave." Davia smiles at him, slyly.

"Oh?" Dennis smirks.

Davia walks over to the front of her bed, pulling back the covers. She pats one side of the bed, gesturing for Dennis to come over there. Dennis smiles, walking over and climbing in the bed beside Davia. They pull the covers up over themselves, Davia turns over to her nightstand shutting of her lamp. She lays down, making herself comfortable as Dennis moves closer to her. He wraps her arm around her, pulling her closer to him. Davia nestles into him, feeling the warmth of his body heat. The two of them soon drift off into a peaceful sleep. As tonight was a victory for them both. A beautiful, sweet victory.