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wish I did ;)
A perfect date
I never thought that a touch could feel so amazing, so perfect. It made my world spin, I stopped thinking of all the 'if's' and 'buts'. And yet, it was just his hand barely brushing against my blushing cheek.
It was an amazing date. Jess had asked me out, and my legs got weak immediately. He had given me his stare; not the bad kind but the good kind when his dark eyes buried themselves on me, telling me everything he was feeling. So we went to a movie and ate at Luke's afterwards. During the food I noticed the small things Jess did. For example how many fries he ate at the same time. He ate two. I still don't know what that means or what it doesn't mean, I just like it that he takes two fries at a time when he eats. The date had been a little awkward at first, but during the movie, things lightened up. We sneaked a look at each other every now and then; and I would blush. I had a hard time eating popcorn, because my fingertips were tingling by how calm and peaceful Jess looked. He even followed me home, and hugged me goodnight. To my disappointment; no goodnight kiss. I'm still confused over that. I've promised myself not to think about it too much though.
That was twenty minutes ago.
Now I'm sitting in my room, in the dark repeating the date over and over in my head. I can't move in this house, I feel trapped for some reason. I need to move, to walk. I take my jacket and quickly walk out of the house with a grin on my face.
I arrive at the bridge by the school, the only place I can think at. It's becoming my sanctuary, my place of peace. I sit down and gaze over the water, which reflects the big trees by the river. I suddenly feel something, something unfamiliar and comfortable. I look at the little road besides the bridge, it's like I can feel someone is coming. Something inside me is yelling, screaming on top of their lungs out to look out for a person who is coming. But no one does. With a bit of disappointment in my eyes, I look back at the water, and try to relax. Then I feel a warm, string hand on my shoulder, turning me around to face the person. And there he stood. Jess. He gives me a look of understanding and happiness as he sits down next to me. We don't have to talk; we can read each other's minds just by looking at the person. I can't tear my eyes from him, he stares blank over the water. His beautiful profile shows, and he chuckles. "What's so funny?" I ask and smile. I love it when he chuckles, he should do that more often. Jess shrugs, and scratches his head as he looks at me with passion in his eyes. "Isn't it funny." He starts. "When you work so hard to forget about someone, and that it can all fall apart so quickly just by saying one word?" I look confused at him; I'm not sure I want to know what he is going to say. He continues with a stronger tone in his voice: "It all started when I asked you out. I didn't thin you'd say yes. When you did.My heart stopped, 'cause I've waited for that I'd gotten used to the fact that you wouldn't say it." I carefully take his hand, stroking his palm with my thumb. I look in to his eyes and search for some kind of reflection of what he feels, what he is. "The point is," He said with a smile on his face. "I usually don't regret things, but one thing I do regret is not doing this before." Suddenly, before I had the chance to react, he leans towards me, and kisses me, in a deep, amazing kiss that I can feel all the way to my toes. It gets more intense, so I gently put my hands on his neck. I can feel his strong fingers going through my hair; it feels so good. We gasp for air, and look at each other in silence. We don't have to talk; we know what we both feel. This was a perfect ending for a perfect date.
And I knew we would last forever.
The end
A perfect date
I never thought that a touch could feel so amazing, so perfect. It made my world spin, I stopped thinking of all the 'if's' and 'buts'. And yet, it was just his hand barely brushing against my blushing cheek.
It was an amazing date. Jess had asked me out, and my legs got weak immediately. He had given me his stare; not the bad kind but the good kind when his dark eyes buried themselves on me, telling me everything he was feeling. So we went to a movie and ate at Luke's afterwards. During the food I noticed the small things Jess did. For example how many fries he ate at the same time. He ate two. I still don't know what that means or what it doesn't mean, I just like it that he takes two fries at a time when he eats. The date had been a little awkward at first, but during the movie, things lightened up. We sneaked a look at each other every now and then; and I would blush. I had a hard time eating popcorn, because my fingertips were tingling by how calm and peaceful Jess looked. He even followed me home, and hugged me goodnight. To my disappointment; no goodnight kiss. I'm still confused over that. I've promised myself not to think about it too much though.
That was twenty minutes ago.
Now I'm sitting in my room, in the dark repeating the date over and over in my head. I can't move in this house, I feel trapped for some reason. I need to move, to walk. I take my jacket and quickly walk out of the house with a grin on my face.
I arrive at the bridge by the school, the only place I can think at. It's becoming my sanctuary, my place of peace. I sit down and gaze over the water, which reflects the big trees by the river. I suddenly feel something, something unfamiliar and comfortable. I look at the little road besides the bridge, it's like I can feel someone is coming. Something inside me is yelling, screaming on top of their lungs out to look out for a person who is coming. But no one does. With a bit of disappointment in my eyes, I look back at the water, and try to relax. Then I feel a warm, string hand on my shoulder, turning me around to face the person. And there he stood. Jess. He gives me a look of understanding and happiness as he sits down next to me. We don't have to talk; we can read each other's minds just by looking at the person. I can't tear my eyes from him, he stares blank over the water. His beautiful profile shows, and he chuckles. "What's so funny?" I ask and smile. I love it when he chuckles, he should do that more often. Jess shrugs, and scratches his head as he looks at me with passion in his eyes. "Isn't it funny." He starts. "When you work so hard to forget about someone, and that it can all fall apart so quickly just by saying one word?" I look confused at him; I'm not sure I want to know what he is going to say. He continues with a stronger tone in his voice: "It all started when I asked you out. I didn't thin you'd say yes. When you did.My heart stopped, 'cause I've waited for that I'd gotten used to the fact that you wouldn't say it." I carefully take his hand, stroking his palm with my thumb. I look in to his eyes and search for some kind of reflection of what he feels, what he is. "The point is," He said with a smile on his face. "I usually don't regret things, but one thing I do regret is not doing this before." Suddenly, before I had the chance to react, he leans towards me, and kisses me, in a deep, amazing kiss that I can feel all the way to my toes. It gets more intense, so I gently put my hands on his neck. I can feel his strong fingers going through my hair; it feels so good. We gasp for air, and look at each other in silence. We don't have to talk; we know what we both feel. This was a perfect ending for a perfect date.
And I knew we would last forever.
The end
