━━━ 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐘

𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐧

It took me some time to properly come up with how I felt, because for the most of it, I wasn’t sure.

Louis was going to leave next week, it was for sure now, and I could either have it go in a blur or make it last.

We could either be a memory, or we could make memories.

And I decided I wasn’t going to spend my time lamenting on our limited time together.

We had but one week together, and I wasn’t going to let it slip away.

Bowling, swimming, shopping, you name it. Me, Louis, Joaquin and Issie were going to do it all this week, it was now or never..

The next morning, I woke up with a mental list of everywhere we’d go everything we’d do together. Once they’d leave, at least I’ll have certain places to associate certain memories with them.

And then he wouldn’t just be someone I used to know, and that was all that mattered right? I couldn’t stay wanting to change a decision already made.

And I’m pretty sure no week would ever top to be more memorable than that, but it was the last day that stuck out to me

We all went bowling, I went shopping with Issie, and as the sun began to set, I decided to take them to a certain very special tree not too far away from my house.

Honestly, I’d never shown anyone it to anyone maybe except Joaquin because I thought It’d be stupid. It was just a tree, but it meant something to me. We were sharing everything important to each other right?

It would be a little hike, but I assume that’d be fun.

“Creeks and trees,” Issie said huffing as we walked through the field, “You really are nature people.” Apparently she wasn’t much of an outdoor person, I giggled lightly at her remark.

“Just a bit more, Issie.” I said, “we’re not going into the woods or anything.”

“You know what,” she stopped, looking sideways towards the stream and rocks surrounding it. ”Sitting right there seems pretty inviting right now.”

Joaquin added on, “Yeah, I don’t think I have it in me to walk till there.”

I nearly laughed. Joaquin was the most athletic person I knew, he was either trying to give Issie some company, or they had a plan made up. I wasn’t sure what it was, perhaps both.

“How ‘bout you guys go ahead, we’ll meet once you get back and then we’ll walk back home together.” Issie had said.

“Sure,” Louis answered. “We’ll meet you in a bit.”

I eyed them suspiciously, but nevertheless, me and Louis continued walking until we finally reached.

“This was the tree I used to climb with my father when I was younger.” I said, indicating to the big old sturdy oak tree.

He smiled at it mischievously, and I raised an eyebrow.

Louis decided that we’d climb it together too, so It was special for more than one. Me, who hadn’t climbed a tree since I was eight, protested but perhaps he was right about me wanting to do it ever since.

After a failed try ot two, we made it to the top. Not without a scarred arm, I may add, courtesy to a sharp edge.

“It’s beautiful.” Louis remarked and then turned his head towards me.

I could sense he wanted to say something, but for some reason didn’t.

As he leaned towards me, I put two and two together, and smiled. And our lips met, and world’s collided.

It was hard to describe, like honey and warm milk, or like clouds somewhere far away from here. But maybe I didn’t need to describe it, it was that, and that was something.

I sighed as we pulled apart, and rested my head on his shoulder, in both happiness and nostalgia, and so did Louis. It was weird nostalgia if I’m being completely honest. Not for something long gone, but for something, someone instead, who was right here but would be gone when the sun would rise tomorrow.

This time we both stared into the horizon.

And in that moment, as the two of us sat on top of the familiar branches from my childhood, looking over at the sun setting below the horizon from behind my house, it all seemed okay.

It was okay.