Hi everyone!

This is my story for 4EvErAtPeAcE's Short Story Contest! :)

I hope you'll like it!

Words: 371

Peace&love,

Manu

p.s. please review! :P

Pure Bliss

We were sitting on the middle of the beach, sunk in the cold sand, my body pressed against his. The dark blue sky, filled with stars, was surrounding us. Waves kept wading into the bank, making a monotonous and somewhat pleasant sound. I gazed up into his ocean blue eyes, which I couldn't absolutely compare with the sea. His eyes were even more deeper. Looking down, he just smiled back. I inhaled his scent as much as I could, while his arm tightened around me. I swear that moment was one of the happiest in my life; one of those moments you wish you could repeat billion of times and never get bored of.

"It has been exactly six months, Sonny, you know?" Chad asked, grinning goofily.

I nodded, brushing my face against his shirt. Six months and we were still together, into each other's arms. People said we wouldn't have lasted this long, and magazines said that, too. But how can a journalist know about strangers' life? I'd like that they watch at us, right now, realizing the giant mistake they made.

"Six months of pure bliss," my boyfriend added, making me giggle.

"Yeah, totally," I answered. Flashes of our life together were running in my mind.

Suddenly, he untangled me from him and put himself in a sitting position, "I need to tell you something, now. It won't be easy, I've never said it before. Because, I've never felt this before." Nervousness was in his voice, much lower second by second. In fact, the last part came out almost like a whisper.

"Tell me everything, Chad," I encouraged him to go on.

"I… I… I love you, Sonny Munroe." He forced a trembling smile and gazed hopefully at me. I was speechless, but at the same time I had this urge to say I loved him back. I tore up and pecked him on the lips, lightly, "I love you too, Chad Dylan Cooper. I always had, and I always will."

In response to my reply, he connected our lips in a passionate kiss and we fell again, on the sand.

We stayed that way for seconds, minutes or hours: it didn't matter anyways, I was in pure bliss.