Long Distance

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Marthe and I met through mutual friends. When we met we clicked instantly and never got bored talking to each other. Marthe had become the person I always looked forward to seeing, to talk to. She could never fail to put a smile on my face all it took was seeing her. Weeks pass and we spent almost every single day together. But all things come to an end when she had to go home for a few months. We both spent as much time as possible together before she had to leave. At the airport when I had to send her off we both cried till no end. We would both see each other again and would text and call almost everyday but it wasn't the same. As time went by I realised how much I had depended on Marthe to feel happy, to smile. I slowly started to think of her of maybe more than a friend and from the first thought of something more I knew I was in deep shit. I tried my best to stop thinking about my feelings but whenever we would face time or she would send me a cute video or selfie I found myself blushing. So far I've hid it pretty well and Marthe hasn't asked me about it so I figured I haven't been caught. I wasn't scared of what she would think but more scared of how she could easily find a beautiful woman out there with a amazing personality and I'm well I wouldn't call myself beautiful and only others could tell me if they liked my personality. I mean sure I think I have a good personality but what would I know. Recently I have found a empty field that I saw no one really went to. So for days I would just come here to be alone, think about life and maybe listen to some music. Today i was laying there at peace when the thought of Marthe came to my mind then I got lost in thought about her. Soon I heard my FaceTime going off and knew it was her so I took a deep breath pushing away my thoughts about my feelings towards her and answered the call. The second I saw her I smiled brightly. Marthe smiled back then noticed my background was all grass and asked "Hey where are you?" "I found a empty field." Marthe smiled at me loving how peaceful I looked then asked "Show me around!" I giggled and said "Okay." As I switched the camera to the other side so I could show her the view around me then turned it back. "Wow! You have to bring me there when I get back!" She says excited. My smile slowly disappears thinking of how much I wish she was here with me right now. "Hey, so um...hey, are you ok?" Marthe started but noticed my frown and getting concerned. I let a sigh out and say "I miss you." I say looking at her but quickly looking away as I felt a tear fall. I quickly wipe away that tear and looked back at the camera. "I'll see you soon ok?" Marthe says trying to keep me positive. "Yea.." I say nodding and still sad but trying to stay positive. "Anyways, you know sometimes I'll see ducks here?" I say changing the subject and not dwelling on the negative thoughts. "Omg really? Are there any today?" Marthe asks excitedly. I giggle at how cute she is and a blush comes onto my cheeks but I try to ignore it and hope she doesn't see it. "I promise I'll pictures of them if I see them next time!" We talked for hours and she only willingly got off the phone when she knew I was back home and safe. When we ended the call my happiness kind of washed away but I tried my best to cling on to it for as long as I could. Sounds pathetic I know but it's all I had to have the little happiness I had. But I knew I had to not be so dependable on Marthe. Yes she's an amazing source of happiness but she wouldn't be the main one the only one. That night I tried to at least make a list of 5 things that made me happy not including Marthe for my own good. That night I finally finish my list after a few hours of pondering. At the end of the day my list was 1) drawing,
2) writing, 3) music, 4) sunsets and 5) animals. But then my mind started to wonder and all the points I made reminded me of Marthe. Whenever I drew I would often end up drawing her, when I wrote they were often love stories and I would think of her, when I listened to music I would often listen to music she had shared with me, when I would look at sunsets I remember the multiple sunsets we watched together and when I saw any animals I would think of her favourite ones. I groaned in frustration feeling I got no where but still smiled cause I was thinking about her. I then started to think of confessing to her but was hesitant. Thoughts like 'should I do it in person?' 'What if I get rejected?' ' what if she just sees me as a friend?' Swarmed my mind. I sighed almost in tears at the thought of her not feeling the same way then growing distant from me. In the back of my mind I knew she wouldn't do that but I couldn't help but think it anyways. That night I cried myself to sleep. That morning I wake up to my FaceTime going off and still half asleep I answer it with no hesitation. Only Marthe called me on FaceTime anyways. I answer the call and hold my phone above my face almost dropping it on my face. Marthe laughed at me being clumsy and how my eyes widened so much when my phone almost collided with my face. "Urgh it's too early to get a heart attack ." I groan. "It's almost 12 noon Y/N." Marthe says still chucking at me. "Yea still too early." I say back. "So what do you plan to do today?" Marthe asks trying to get my brain to start working. "Ummm I'll probably go to that field again. Maybe draw a little idk. Hopefully see ducks haha." I answer still thinking about it. "Sounds like fun, wish I could be there." Marthe says but not meaning for it to sound sad. "Well I'm definitely bringing you there when I see you again." I say trying to stay optimistic. "Oh I gotta go. Get out of bed!" Marthe says quickly. "I will I will!" I say back we both then say bye and hang up. I get out of bed washing up and changing into comfortable clothes and make my way to that field. Today was a good day so far my mind wasn't thinking about everything sad like yesterday. For once in a Long time my mind felt at peace and I was so grateful for it that I didn't even want to question it. I sat there drawing and listening to music. Suddenly I heard a few quacks in the distance. My head shot up looking around the field for the ducks I was hearing. As soon as I saw them I took a few pictures of them. I go to send a few to Marthe as promised. After they sent I hear a few dings from behind me followed by a "Shit." My heart started to beat wildly in my chest not expecting anyone else to be at this field. I slowly turn around and instead of finding a stranger to my surprise it was Marthe. "Surprise?!" She says with jazz hands. I immediately go up and ran to her almost knocking her over with a hug. Happy tears sprung up in my eyes, "Omg I've missed you so much!" I exclaim. "I've missed you so much too!" Marthe says kissing my head. I blush at that but quickly try to hide it. We then sit together on the field enjoying each other's company. I look over at Marthe and counting help but admire her looking at the view. She was about to look back at me but I quickly turned away. I then put my head down the thought of confessing coming into light. I sighed and before Marthe could ask me what was wrong I began talking. "Hey Marthe so I've been doing a lot of thinking and um...gosh please don't think I'm weird and leave me after I say this. (I mumble) I think I like you more than a friend would." I say quickly afraid of her response. Luckily she heard it all and I didn't have to repeat myself as she looked at me and said "Y/N I've loved you from the beginning." I look at her shocked, I was lost for words but I smiled happy. "Can I kiss you?" Marthe asks softly. "You don't have to ask." I say back. "When did you get so bold?" Marthe questions smirking at me with an eyebrow raised. "I have no idea." I say "Well sine I know I'll be your first girl kiss I thought I would ask you." I blush at that, "Well in that case the answer is yes, of course you can." This time saying it softly my confidence fading away. Marthe then lifts my chin up with her hand and kisses me deeply. And I melted into the kiss.

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