Looking For You

Chapter 38 - True

Chapter 38 - True

Skipping the rest of the day felt like a good idea for me, since I had just gone through a massive fight with Tibby. We are no longer friends anymore and my heart feels empty without her being accepted into my life. But after all the things she said to me, I no longer need her. I have Christian to make me happy.

We texted during the day while he was on break, asking if I was okay and if I was coming to classes. I wanted to keep the conversation minimal, because I really wanted to tell him everything face to face. He understood how I was feeling, and knew when it was too much. We kept sending each other infinite hearts, making my real heart flutter at the sight of multicoloured hearts rolling through. I laughed out loud at one point, feeling the love flow between our phones. What would I do without him?

So right now, classes are ending for the day, and I’ve done nothing but think and scroll through social media. I have caught up with my homework and I’m homework free until tomorrow. A heavy weight has been lifted off my shoulders now that I don’t have school to worry about. College seems to be the least of my worries now, because certain things seem to be more significant. I never knew my life would come down to this; worrying about friendship problems. Well, I guess things change, don’t they?

Suddenly, waking me from my daze, my phone buzzes next to me on my bed, jolting my eyes to the screen that displays Christian’s name. I smile knowing that he’s just texted me, making my insides warm and my eyes crinkle. I unlock my phone, opening to the message that reads a short message, but still achieves in making me feel special and noticed. My eyes scan over the words, reading it to my preferred pace.

Christian: Hey, I’m coming over now. Can’t wait to see you!

It suddenly clicks, making me realise that I haven’t yet told Christian that I have moved dorms. I get to it straight away, flying my thumbs over the keyboard, making autocorrect right my spelling errors. I hope he isn’t at my old dorm by now, or else he’ll be met with Tibby who wouldn’t like to see my boyfriend again after what happened and how she tried to make our problem his fault. How dare she even do that?

I send a message saying that I’ve moved dorms, and provided him with the number of my new room. He tells me he’ll be there in five minutes and when those five minutes are up, three knocks are heard on my door. I jump up from my bed, feeling excited to see my boyfriend again after a long, painful day. He’s finally here to cheer me up and listen to my problems. I can already feel the connection between us through the door, noticing my excitement I have when opening my door with such force.

“Christian!” I say in a high voice, plummeting myself onto his body, wrapping my arms around his back. He welcomes me in a warm hug, cradling me in his arms as he leads me into my room, shutting the door behind us. I place my ear over his chest, hearing his heart beating slowly. The temperature radiates off his skin, bouncing onto my cold body. My mood is instantly raised, seeing as how lonely I was all day.

I finally let go of him, raising myself onto my tip toes to reach his lips. I see a faint smile play on his lips before we connect, causing me to mirror him. We finally lock lips, indulging myself in the taste and the feel of his lips wrapped around mine, taking me under his trance he has whenever he looks at me. I feel the fireworks burst in my chest, making me eager for more from him. But our kiss is ended shortly, going by the main reason why Christian’s here: to talk about what happened after he left my dorm.

“So, how has my girl been today?” Christian asks using a light tone, trying to start off the conversation friendly. He places his soft hand on the small of my back, leading me to the bed where we hop on it, me laying on Christian’s chest. Our legs lay out in front of us, using as much space as we can, even though I could easily join the two single beds together to make a double. But right now, this feeling of laying with him is wonderful, knowing that he’s right near me wanting to listen to me.