5am Start

Kissy Kissy

"Love isn't all about hugs, kissing, flirting and sex. Love is having the ability to take all those things away and still have feelings for the person."

Yourri

"Oh Xana" I whisper. The words refusing to come out because of the happiness brewing inside of me. He stares into my eyes as if waiting for me to say something than just his name. You've rendered him speechless. He moves to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear caressing my chin lightly in the process.

His intense stare and words which I keep on playing in my mind cause a high intensity of electricity to surge through me rendering me dumb. Should i tell him that I love him a lot too? This feeling is really overwhelming and his proximity isn't even helping.

He remains silent and keeps staring at me with a thoughtful expression. It's like his mind is somewhere. I decide not to interrupt his train of thoughts. The air around us and between us becomes awfully awkward and all of a sudden it's as if my heart longs to listen to his voice again.

"What's your answer Yourri" he finally speaks but his voice is low and unsure. His hands slowly leave my waist and he straightens his body so he's facing the front now.

What's my answer?

"My answer?" I repeat and he turns to look at me again. I look into his eyes, the dim light allowing me. This time all I see in them is fear. Fear of what?

Do I love him back?

"Yes, say it Yourri" he takes my hand and intertwines it with his, "don't be shy" he whispers as if trying to brace himself for the worst possible kind of rejection.

If only he knows how much I love him.

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But then again just because he professed his love for me doesn't mean that I should forget all the hurtful things he's done to me from the first day I saw him should it?

"If I say it would you stop saying hurtful things to me?" I inquire looking at our hands as he brings them up to his lips and kisses the back of my hand.

Love looks past all wrongs. Yes like God's immense love for us.

"Never" he laughs and I shove him away from me playfully but he doesn't budge. Things love can do.

"Seriously Xana" I mock glare at him.

"But I can promise to try" he shrugs giving me a very beautiful dimpled smile.

"Thanks " i smile shyly

He cups my face, "will you now please tell me whether you like me or not, this nervousness is killing me"

I know that this is the moment to finally admit it. Who would have thought that this freaking boy here would fall in love with me?

"I don't like you Xana" I blurt out truthfully. I see hurt and rejection flash on his face before it becomes expressionless. He's really good at concealing his emotions.

"Oh" is all he says backing away from me, "i thought that-" he continues but I don't let him finish.

"That I like you?" I immediately finish off for him. He quickly gets up from the bed as if something just stung him and stands facing the wall in the other direction. I also leave the bed approaching him slowly and I make a stop when we are only a few inches apart before continuing, "no Xana, I don't like you"

He turns to face me slowly and I look into his eyes, they still hold no expression boy he's good, "it's because I'm madly in love with you" I say placing an arm on his shoulder lightly feeling as his body tenses as those words leave my mouth, "yes, I love you Xana" I repeat.