Chapter 10:
So, as you know the dance wasn't our ending, but rather our beginning. A pleasant surprise and a delicious one indeed! Mac has been walking me to my classes, locker, and sitting with me at lunch. Guess what; Nicole and Bryan have been talking as well!
I love the feel of Mac's fingers intertwined with my own and how he looks at me and cannot take his eyes off me! The best way to describe it is when you receive a gift so absolutely unbelievable, you have to keep looking at it to make sure it's real. Like having a red Corvette in your driveway wrapped up with a red ribbon for your birthday. A part of me feels that Mac is still not processing the "real" part of our relationship.
I invited him to our practice jam tonight at Puckerman's. There is a song that I am going to sing by Demi Lovato that fits the bill perfectly. Hopefully, Mac will get the meaning of the song that expresses everything I want to say. I think, no, I know, that I am utterly and unbelievably in love with him. This is not just a teenage crush, seriously! My mom and dad's story reaffirms my belief that sometimes even in the beginnings of youth you can meet the ONE. Not that I'm thinking marriage, my feet are on solid ground about college and staying young.
His lovely face is looking at me in his casual pose and his body waist down in an old bean bag in Puckerman's basement. Mac looks relaxed for one of the first times. I suppose it's in these moments, brief moments, that he doesn't have to worry about being the parent to a parent or taking care of his brother and sister. The song begins to play:
The day I, first met you,
You told me you'd never fall in love.
But now, that I get you,
I know fear is what it really was.
Now here we are, so close, yet so far.
Haven't I passed the test?
When will, you realize,
Baby I'm not like the rest?
Don't wanna break your heart,
Wanna give your heart a break.
I know you're scared it's wrong,
Like you might make a mistake.
There's just one life to live
And there's no time to wait(to waste).
So let me give your heart a break,
Give your heart a break,
Let me give your heart a break,
Your heart a break,
Oh yeah yeah.
On Sunday, you went home, alone,
There were tears in your eyes.
I called your cell phone, my love,
But you did not reply
The world is ours, if we want it,
We can take it if you just take my hand.
There's no turning back now,
Baby try to understand.
Don't wanna break your heart,
Wanna give your heart a break
I know you're scared it's wrong,
Like you might make a mistake
There's just one life to live
And there's no time to wait (to waste)
So let me give your heart a break,
Give your heart a break,
Let me give your heart a break,
Your heart a break
There just so much you can take.
Give your heart a break,
Let me give your heart a break,
Your heart a break, oh yeah yeah.
When your lips are on my lips,
And our hearts beat as one
But you slip out of my finger tips
Every time you run
Don't wanna break your heart,
Wanna give your heart a break
I know you're scared it's wrong,
Like you might make a mistake
There's just one life to live
And there's no time to wait (to waste)
So let me give your heart a break
Cause you've been hurt before,
I can see it in your eyes
You try to smile it away,
Some things you can't disguise
Don't wanna break your heart,
Baby I can ease the ache (the ache)
While I was singing the song, my eyes couldn't stop looking at his. There he was sitting with his bad boy leather jacket, t-shirt, and skinny jeans, his hair slightly curly but casually tossed, those eyes I love so much riveting especially how his pupils seems to dilate and become glossy when he looks at me, and his big dimples evident despite the seriousness of his expression. A serious need to walk over to him became like a big itch but the clenching of my hands eased it a little bit.
After finishing our set and watching Nicole and Bryan goof off on Puckerman's drums (pure agony lol), I asked Mac to take a walk with me. He held my hand as we walked out the door. Puck lives in the country which to me is the best place to live. Outdoors is the perfect backdrop for a romantic evening. We walked past the mature trees and the wind caressing our faces onto the last hour of sunshine.
Mac took off his jacket when we found a nice place to sit. There we were sitting on his jacket without feeling the urge to speak. Brief minutes later, Mac and I lay on his jacket in the grassy area nestled by a big pine tree. His arms were spread out like wings and became the resting place for my head as I snuggled close to his body.
Suddenly, his body lifted and he turned toward me. His eyes peered into mind and he looked at me so sensual…..
"Mia…
"Yes, Mac…"
"You are so beautiful…"
All I could do was smile. Like a turtle it seemed, Mac raised up his head and inched toward my lips. He laid soft nips on both of my cheeks, my eyebrows, and forehead the whole time staring deeply into my eyes. By the time his soft lips caressed the outer side of my lip, I was in deep agony.
"Mac"…my words came out in a breathy whisper.
He laid his finger on my mouth silencing the three words I was going to speak. He smiled and brought his lips finally to my own. For some time, he lay soft closed mouth kisses on my lips between the trail of kisses on my face and neck. My arms pulled him on top of me. All I wanted to do was stare at that amazing face and feel his chest against my own. My fingertips reached for his heartbeat and fanned over his chest. I could feel his heart beating at the same time my own heart seemed to be beating out of my chest.
I let my tongue roll across his soft lips. I could hear his slight moan as he opened his mouth to my own. My hands brushed the softness of his cheeks and traced the dents of his dimples. We kissed like madmen as if we couldn't breathe without the swirl of our tongues meeting. The whole time his hands running down the length of my arms to my hands and back up again.
Uncontrollable urges pressed…but neither Mac nor I pushed it further. It was enough to just drink in his kisses and drown. But, my swollen lips from his kisses had more on the agenda. My hands pushed up on his shoulders to break our lips apart. His face was directly above mine and his lips so deliciously kissed. I brushed a soft curl out of his eye.
"Mac", I said it one more time.
"Yes, Mia".
My name on his lips sent shivers down my spine. The pull of his eyes was like gravity as my face raised to his. Right before his lips would again meet my own, I mouthed the three words that I needed to say.
"I love you".
Mac stared at me in surprise and like a speeding race car his lips crashed to my own silencing my words. Literally, I began to drown in the turns and speed of our collision course. Our tongues mated until I could take no more. If we didn't stop kissing, I would go crazy. We had to stop.
After breaking our connection, my fingers ran down his cheek. I hesitated to stop but knew there was no way to continue without going too far. We both sat up at the same time. Like a gentleman, Mac stood up reaching down to grasp my hands and help me up. He picked up his jacket and shook off the remnants of nature. His hands laced mine as we walked back to Puckerman's house. Although my three words were only my own, I felt comforted knowing that again I had taken a chance and went for what I wanted…Mac.