Let's Fall in Love at 17

Let's walk at midnight

The night plays with my emotions.
Stars, tell it this feeling is golden.
A bond has midnight woven,
Of me with the oceans.

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You're Romeo's Juliet.

Romeo's Juliet.

Juliet.

The night was eerily quiet, our mingled breaths the only sound giving the night animation.

I didn't know how but both of my hands were encased in Romeo's now, our torsos turned towards each other, faces dangerously close.

"I-" I couldn't form a coherent reply, dumbfounded by his words.

My voice seemed to break whatever spell we had been enchanted by because Romeo's unwavering gaze faltered and looked down at our hands as if he didn't know how he had gently commanded them to be entangled.

He shook his head as if clearing it of something. I, for the first time, had nothing to say. I was speechless. Cecily Parker rendered speechless! Freya would get a kick out of this.

"But I'm not worth it." He voiced again. I didn't understand, why did he think like this? My eyes were looking at a guy that all the girls of our town would fawn over, myself included, except maybe Freya.

"What does that mean?" I asked, eyebrows drawn in confusion.

"It doesn't matter." He sighed, adding to my confusion. He took me by the hand, our fingers intertwining yet again. The action countered what he had hinted towards but I didn't say anything. Not tonight.

"So are we okay?" He questioned.

I felt the touch of his hand in mine, tender and gentle like the touch of silk, looking at me from the corner of his eye with a piercing blue gaze filled with hopefulness yet veiling it as if I wouldn't notice, the corner of his lips turned down expecting me to say 'no we're not ok.'

I thought over what he had just told me. A declaration I knew was difficult for him to word. A confession that left my heart beating at a pace I was afraid my chest would rip open. I'm not worth it. I thought over how he had basically declared he liked me and then subtly denied to be with me because he thought he wasn't worth it.

"Yes, Romeo, we're ok." I softly replied. His eyebrows unknit in relief as he backed up from the edge of the cliff, standing up. He offered me his hand which I gratefully took. I repeated what he had done, I moved myself back from the edge of the cliff only to have my heels catch on it but before I could do anything to slow myself down one of the heels had already slipped off my foot and started its airborne descent to the ground.

Splash. The faint voice of the water indicated my heel inevitably being lost in a flowing river.

"Holy fucking shit, that was my favorite pair." I cursed as Romeo's hands encircled my waist and he pulled me up.

"Woah Juliet be careful." He brought me to his chest, holding me away from the edge. "I told you, you could fall." He scolded.

"But I didn't." I pointed out.

He shook his head, running his hand through his curls, making them stand up as he let go of me.

A giggle escaped my mouth at the way my heel had slipped off just as I thought it had and on top of that it was only one of the pair that did. The way I'd walk home in only one shoe would be interesting.

Romeo eyed my now laughing form with narrowed eyes before a smile creeped its way onto his lips which turned into laughter.

The sound of two teenagers laughing in the middle of nowhere echoing to fill my ears with a sound so melodically peaceful my heart clenched with happiness.