« I was kind of hoping that my ticket is worth a minute of your time. »
My heart sank. His voice. I slowly removed the cloth I had in front of my eyes. His eyes. My heart was now speeding, my hands were getting moist. Two days ago I had left him at our dance competition, leaving in tears after seeing Noah in the audience. Yesterday, I witnessed him and Noah so close to a fight that it almost made me cry. I've been a complete mess for two days, not thinking straight, thinking too much, all of it. Marco, Noah, Marco, Noah. What was I feeling? What did I want?
I planted my eyes in his. We were only separated by a stand. His presence was electric. What struck me was the wait and the hurt that I could see in him. The whole situation was not fair to him. I was not fair to him, ignoring him for two full days.
« Hi »
I looked down. I felt so small. I had hurt everyone around me lately. He could hate me and yet, here he was, standing in front of me, only wanting to talk. He could have kissed me without me realizing it was him. But he didn't. Of course he didn't. He would never.
« I should have called. I'm sorry. »
« You can't deny there's something real between us. »
« I don't know what it is. Maybe we just got caught up in the moment or something cause I... there's... »
« Please, please. Don't... do that. We felt something. I know it. Don't be afraid of what you feel. I know that being afraid can hold you back from getting what you really want. »
« You're right. I do have feelings for you. When we kissed... there was something there. Something truly special. And yes... I'm afraid. I'm still hurt by this whole situation... sorry, mess, that I dragged you in and... I want it to be fair. To you, to me, to Noah. I don't want drama or messiness anymore. I just want... you. »
Both of his hands reached my face. He removed the tears from my cheeks with a slow movement of his thumbs. He was radiating, having the most intense eyes I had ever seen. Marco. Just the touch of his hands my mine felt electric.
« Let me make all of this right. I owe it to you. To whatever we want to take this. »
He leaned his head towards mine and we shared a soft, tender, emotional kiss. I grabbed him by the shoulders and we stayed like that for some time, until I pulled back and looked at him.
« Give me time. I'll call you. »
« I'll be there whenever you call. »
Leaving him was so hard. All I wanted was to stay close to him. But I was too heartbroken and I wanted our first moments to be cheerful, full of joy and fun, like everything with him. I knew I had to start things the right way or it would come back to haunt us. I turned and looked at him. He gave me a little smile, full of hope and sadness at the same time. What made me so sure? I didn't know for sure, but looking at him, I was certain. I had no doubt. My heart knew.
I heard my phone vibrate and bring me back to the delicate situation I was in.
Noah- I'm at the spot. Meet me to talk?
Me- On my way
My heart was so, so heavy at that moment. I saw only joy and happiness around me, and only me, the saddest person on the planet. I made my way into the crowd and took the motorcycle he had lent me when he had left for Harvard. The night had already fallen. I followed the road I knew so well and parked just in front of our spot. Noah was there, standing still. I felt anyone could hear my heart pounding. I slowly walked towards him. Then stopped.
« Noah... »
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Moonshot - Marco Pena & Elle Evans
Teen Fiction** The Kissing Booth 2 Alternate Universe ** Hi everyone! I really really enjoyed The Kissing Booth 2, as many of you probably did too. It was much more compelling than the first one to me because of Marco's character. I found him extremely interest...
