I visited him in New York. We kissed in the library after I flew away from my mother.
«I'm going to treat you like you deserve. I know it won't be easy when you get sick, but I'll take care of you." He said while he moved his hand to mine and squised it. His sparkly, and loving eyes looked straight into my soul.
"You know the viruses? The ones that you're not used to? I know how to deal with that, you know that right?"
"Yeah, I know. Olly, I trust you." I answered him right before he kissed me again. His left hand on my cheek, his right on my lower back. His long hair was in the way, so I moved it behind his ear and kissed his cheek.
"We should go." He whispered in my ear.
"Where?" I questioned him and slightly touched his chest.
"We have so much to explore, I've barely been here too. Even though i live here now. Hah, but first lets get something to eat." He said right before he got distracted by something. A book, one of my favorite books actually. When we lived on the other side of the country, I told him about this amazing book that always made me laugh.