My Letter To The Stars

I Never Thought

Corinth's Pov

"I'm positive, that I'm sure." He spoke out.

"No you're not." I chuckled and I removed my bottle water from my bag and poured it unto it and twisted at the same time causing the door to open. " Just how positive are you now?"

"Pretty, pretty positive." He jokes as he closes the door.

"Why would you?"

"I'm the stronger one." He opens the door." See." He stuck his tongue out almost like a kid.

"That's weird, like really weird." I responded while laughing really loudly.

His eyes held mines and for a minute I stopped laughing and we just stood there staring like the world outside didn't exist.

"Ok so let's go back to you totally not being able to open the door." I joked as I stepped inside and walked toward the couch set.

"You couldn't open that door, such a weak link." I laughed as I held my stomach while slowly walking forward.

"Corinth." I heard his voice but my mind was too blank, to focused on his failure. "Corinth." I could hear him breathing.

"Yes." I caught myself and I turn to look at him but he closes the space and his mouth lands on mine. I could feel his heart thumping loudly as his body was pressed hard against my chest.

My lips continued the motion and my hands crawled up to his neck and I pulled him closer to me. My bag falls from my hand and I pull away to look at it. My breathing erratic.

"Why did you?" I asked still catching my breath.

"The way you look smiling, the way you sound laughing, drives me insane, I've never craved the sound of someone's laugh as much as yours, it'll be best if you like laughed but not laughed at the same time." He scratched his head.

"So don't laugh then?" I pretended to be irritated.

"No that's not what I meant, I meant. . ."

"I know what you meant." I started laughing and I couldn't help myself." What is red and goes up and down." I laughed further my stomach twisting and air around not so familiar. I had a serious problem of laughing and telling jokes while doing it.

"Why are you doing that?" His voice comes out hoarse and he bites his lip, his breathing was uncontrolled and raspy.

I just kept laughing, at that point I couldn't control it anymore.

"You looked for what is about to happen."

I paused and I looked up at him, his eyes held fire, I could feel everything, my lips went dry.

Both of his hands hold my neck and his lips are forced against mine. His hands began wandering. His hands move down to my back. My heart rate was going crazy.

I pulled his hair out of the neat one it was in before and held unto it for stability. He pulls me more into him and I kissed him back. Leaving the moment to just be, accepting what Bryson said.

We both unconsciously swayed and my back falls unto the couch and he smiled at me before he climbed on top of and collides my lips with his again.

He pulls away and his eyes meet mines. It was as though he was asking permission as if scared to further wound my broken.

"I'm sorry, I. . ."

"Caleb." I let out a hearty breath. "I want you too." My voice was quiet and controlled.

He pulls his shirt over his head and his broad chest comes Into view. I lift my hands and gently ran my fingers along the lines of his torso.

"Take mines off." my voice low.