Chapter 4
Specs lay in bed unable to sleep. He could hear the other newsies around him snoring and moving in their sleep. He looked around the room, accented with first morning light. His gaze fell on a figure in the doorway. He squinted, and put his glasses on. A slender figure walked towards him, and a familiar smell filled his nose, teasing his memory.
Gip swept a strand of hair out of her face, and sat next to him on the bunk. "Hey," she smiled.
He stared at her. "What are ya doin' 'ere?" he asked.
"I couldn't sleep," she shrugged.
He sat up and hugged her tightly. He smelled her hair and closed his eyes. Specs pulled away slightly and stared at her.
Gip blushed. "Why are you looking at me like dat?" She asked, furrowing her brow.
"Like what?" he grinned.
"Like you ain't seen me ferever," she said, kissing his nose.
"I didn't" he reminded her.
She giggled. "You saw me today! We ate at da park." She kissed his nose again. "Ya haven't seen me in what? Five hours?" she asked, throwing him a smirk.
He searched her eyes for what seemed like eternity. She had been ripped from his life almost two weeks ago, and he knew it. These were the moments that Specs treasured; the ones that had gotten him through the longest two weeks of his life. He sighed and rested his forehead against hers.
Gip smiled. "Specs?"
"Hm?" he asked not taking his eyes off of her.
"Kiss me," she smiled, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. He smiled back and gently pressed his lips to hers, quickly remembering her taste in his sub consciousness. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him, praying the memory wouldn't end. He ran his hand through her hair, feeling the soft strands tickle his fingers.
"Mmm," she moaned softly.
He smiled. "I like it when you 'mmm,'" he chuckled, his lips barely touching hers while he spoke.
"I gotta go," she sighed.
"No," he softly kissed her again. She gave into him, and stayed in his embrace a while longer.
Gip pulled away slowly. "Wake up call is in ten minutes."
He nodded, if she was caught with him, there would be hell to pay. He stood up with her and pulled her into a tight hug.
She kissed his neck innocently. "Love you foreva an' eva," she giggled.
"Love ya longa," he smiled. She giggled at him again and walked away, shaking her head.
"Bye," he said softly.
She smiled and looked over her shoulder. "Good night." she turned back. "Good bye mean we ain't seenin' each other again." she said, her voice seemed so far away to him.
Specs lay in bed unable to sleep. He could hear the other newsies around him snoring and moving in their sleep. He looked around the room, accented with first morning light. His gaze fell on a figure in the doorway. He squinted, and put his glasses on. A slender figure walked towards him, and a familiar smell filled his nose, teasing his memory.
Gip swept a strand of hair out of her face, and sat next to him on the bunk. "Hey," she smiled.
He stared at her. "What are ya doin' 'ere?" he asked.
"I couldn't sleep," she shrugged.
He sat up and hugged her tightly. He smelled her hair and closed his eyes. Specs pulled away slightly and stared at her.
Gip blushed. "Why are you looking at me like dat?" She asked, furrowing her brow.
"Like what?" he grinned.
"Like you ain't seen me ferever," she said, kissing his nose.
"I didn't" he reminded her.
She giggled. "You saw me today! We ate at da park." She kissed his nose again. "Ya haven't seen me in what? Five hours?" she asked, throwing him a smirk.
He searched her eyes for what seemed like eternity. She had been ripped from his life almost two weeks ago, and he knew it. These were the moments that Specs treasured; the ones that had gotten him through the longest two weeks of his life. He sighed and rested his forehead against hers.
Gip smiled. "Specs?"
"Hm?" he asked not taking his eyes off of her.
"Kiss me," she smiled, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. He smiled back and gently pressed his lips to hers, quickly remembering her taste in his sub consciousness. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to him, praying the memory wouldn't end. He ran his hand through her hair, feeling the soft strands tickle his fingers.
"Mmm," she moaned softly.
He smiled. "I like it when you 'mmm,'" he chuckled, his lips barely touching hers while he spoke.
"I gotta go," she sighed.
"No," he softly kissed her again. She gave into him, and stayed in his embrace a while longer.
Gip pulled away slowly. "Wake up call is in ten minutes."
He nodded, if she was caught with him, there would be hell to pay. He stood up with her and pulled her into a tight hug.
She kissed his neck innocently. "Love you foreva an' eva," she giggled.
"Love ya longa," he smiled. She giggled at him again and walked away, shaking her head.
"Bye," he said softly.
She smiled and looked over her shoulder. "Good night." she turned back. "Good bye mean we ain't seenin' each other again." she said, her voice seemed so far away to him.