Emily P.O.V.
The waitress led us to the far end of the restaurant. The lights were dimmed, which added some type of romance to the setting.
"I'll be back in a second to take your drink orders", the waitress said with a smile.
Even when the waitress addressed us, Maya and I were locked in on each other. Things hadn't been easy, actually it had been quite a tough few months, but we were finally alone together.
Maya had insisted that we go to the nicest restaurant possible, and her parents chipped in to make the night memorable.
"So, this is pretty much our first date", Maya whispered, taking my hand across the table.
I could feel my cheeks heating up, and I'm sure Maya saw the blush across my face.
"I guess it is", I answered back, not once adverting my eyes from hers.
The night went on, and it was fun. We talked about anything and everything, never once getting bored. Even when there was silence, it was the good kind. Neither of us ever felt the need to break the quietness, because it was comfortable. Or we were both lost gazing at each other.
"It's weird to think about where we were a year ago", Maya said, taking a sip of her water.
I nodded, "I never thought you were going to come back."
A blush crept up onto her cheeks, "I'm glad I did."
Maya's phone buzzed a few times, causing our moment to quickly disappear. The smile that was on her face disappeared, also.
"Who is it", I questioned, clearly concerned.
"Lindsey", Maya's expression held disbelief and wonderment, "she wants to meet up, talk about everything that happened."
"I'm not sure that's a good idea", I said, reaching out for her hand. Maya took it instantly.
Maya's eyes were glued to her cellphone, rereading the message that Lindsey had sent her, almost like looking for a hidden message.
"I know you worry about me, babe, but I think I have to see her. I need closure", Maya said with a slight smile.
I couldn't help the gnawing feeling at the back of my mind, telling me that something had to be wrong. But Maya's smile kept me somewhat calm. If she was okay, I had to be.
"If you really need to, I-", before I could finish Maya leaned across the table and kissed me.
Neither of us were big on the whole "public displays of affection", but right then I didn't care. I didn't care what anyone thought of us, because I enjoy being with her.
Maya P.O.V.
The crunch of the gravel behind me caused me to turn. A few feet from me stood Lindsey. She was pale, and her eyes were bloodshot.
"Maya", Lindsey said softly, closing the gap between us.
When she reached out to touch my hand, I pulled away, like it was a natural reaction.
"Don't touch me", I whispered, trying not to allow my voice to quiver.
Lindsey's arm was held out in midair for a second, before she let it fall to her side. Hurt was in her eyes, but it disappeared almost instantly.
"Why did you want to meet", I questioned, and my eyes were adverted to the ground. I couldn't bring myself to look at her.
"I'm turning myself in", Lindsey finally said, her words echoed in the empty parking lot.
She huffed, "I can't live with myself anymore, and it's just too much. I should have come clean at the trial, but Ryan talked me out of it. I can't apologize enough for what I did, it was wrong. But I didn't expect Ryan to do what he did."
Only the sound of distant honking was heard, I opened my mouth to say something but closed it just as fast. The silence was deafening, I didn't know what to say, but then again there wasn't much to say.
"Why now", I finally asked.
Lindsey looked down before answering, "I felt so much for you, Maya, and it was something I didn't know how to handle. I'd never been in that situation before. I'm not making excuses, I just want you to understand what was going through my head the night that everything happened."
She waited for me to say something. But when I didn't, she continued.
"Ben liked you, the flirting was obvious. I had pretended to like him all night, to please my father, but it was really you I wanted to be with. Jealousy overtook me, and I acted irrationally. To shorten this, I made a mistake. I messed up, and Emily made me realize that. She's a great person, and exactly what you deserve. I'm so sorry", tears were streaming down Lindsey's face.
Part of me wanted to comfort her, the other wanted to scream. The only thing keeping me from screaming was Emily. Hearing that she had went to see Lindsey filled me with so many emotions.
Emily P.O.V.
A few small taps came from my window, and a smiling Maya stared back at me.
"What are you doing here", I questioned, when I finally managed to open the window.
Maya didn't answer, nor did she even make it through the window, before her lips met mine. I had kissed Maya many times, but it was never like this. We've always had deep feelings for each other, feelings we could never explain in words. But that kiss explained everything, the warmth of her lips and the gentleness of her hands as they cupped my face. Everything was easy, everything was laced with a deep sense of love.
Before I could question what was happening, I was led to my bed. The sheets were cool but welcoming, and Maya's lips had yet to leave mine. Maya's free hand was playing with the bottom of my oversized t-shirt, the other still holding my face. Our eyes met frequently, the love that shone in Maya's sent fireworks throughout my stomach. The kisses began to get more heated, clothes were taken off. We both laid there, admiring what we'd never seen before.
"Are you sure about this", Maya questioned in a hushed tone.
"I love you", I whispered, "I want to be as close to you as possible."
Maya didn't feel the need to respond, and I didn't want her to. She kissed me again, and the moment was just as heated as before.
Her touch gave me goosebumps, the good kind. The feeling was something I could never explain, but I knew I never wanted it to end. But that is how I felt about any moment with Maya.
My friends always say that there is no difference between making love and just plain old sex, but there is. Being with Maya was about more than the "good feeling", it was about being as close as possible to her. We were bonding, not just physically but emotionally, also. When I woke up the next morning, in that moment, I realized I didn't want anyone else. Waking up to Maya was enough, and I figured it could be enough forever. Forever is permanent and a long time, but this love isn't something that will just go away. It's that forever type of love.
Authors note: I am going to start updating every Friday, so until then.