Endure

F I V E

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I pulled the sleeves over my hands. "I don't want to give it back to you. It's comfy."

"Then keep it. It's yours." He pressed his lips to my hair before wrapping his arm around me and pulling me closer. I laid my head on his shoulder as his hand rested on my hip, tracing light circles against my skin.

I ran my fingers over the soft material. Everything about it was so him. It was warm and oversized, enveloping me with his scent as I pulled it closer. I wanted to wear it forever.

His arm brushed against mine, sending tingles down my spine as he reached for my hand and slipped his fingers in between mine.

"Are you sure you won't miss this jacket?" I asked playfully, snuggling closer to him.

"Not as much as I'll miss you," he replied smoothly and I looked up to see a smile lighting up his handsome face.

His brown eyes twinkled as he looked at me and my heart fluttered. He leaned closer, the heat from his body radiating onto mine, sending my mind into a haze. Being this close to him was something I'd never get tired of. I never wanted this moment to end.

"Kiss me," he murmured.

A smile grew on my lips as I reached up to him. He inched closer, his lips just hovering over mine and my breath hitched in my throat.

My eyes shot open and I sat up in bed with a gasp.

Nothing but darkness surrounded me as I glanced around my room.

My heart beat rapidly in my chest as I tried to catch my breath.

The images of my dream kept replaying in my mind on an endless loop.

I missed him.

In that moment, everything seemed so perfect. It was all so simple. He was with me. And we were together. And we were happy.

We were so happy.

Then I woke up.

I took in a shaky breath as my vision became blurry. I wiped my eyes to rub the sleepiness away, only to realize my skin was damp with tears. I hadn't even noticed they had fallen.

I missed him. So. Much.

It felt so real. His touch. His scent. His voice. His smile. His eyes. His warmth. His lips, so close to mine. I had him. I had him and he was right here with me.

Except he wasn't.

And instead, all I was left with was the thought of him and frustration with myself.

I didn't want to miss him anymore. 

But the fact that I was sitting here with tears in my eyes and a racing heart proved otherwise.

And it made me want to pull my hair out.

Before my mind could go down a spiral, my phone buzzed on my night table, snapping me out of my thoughts and I reached over to grab it.

Charlie: Hiiiiiiiii

Charlie: Caf or decaf?

I knitted my eyebrows at his message, confused as to why he would be texting me at this hour, before glancing at the time and realizing I was supposed to be at the studio in twenty minutes.

Jumping out of bed, I mentally scolded myself for wasting time moping around when I should've been getting ready. Especially when I was moping around something that didn't even matter anymore.