A new chapter, yay! I know it had taken a while but it's finally here. It's not really that long but it just seemed right like this. I'll try and post the next chapter sooner :)
Chapter 9
Andrew and I both laid in silence, both caught up in our own worlds. I couldn't quite figure out how to feel; happy or anxious. The silence between us didn't help either, was Andrew just enjoying the moment or was he regretting it? I couldn't say I regretted it, but with that kiss had come so many uncertainties. Uncertainties that had been the reason I vowed not to kiss him again after all. Well, in theory, he had kissed me, but it wasn't like I had tried to stop him.
I turned my head to look at Andrew, but he didn't even notice. He was lying on his back, staring at the ceiling. He didn't look very regretful, I could even swear he was smiling a little. It was late and moonlight was the only thing lighting the room. I wanted to say something, anything, but I was scared. Scared to ruin something.
"Andrew?", I finally whispered, scared to break the silence. I had no idea what I was going to say, but I felt I had to say something. He slowly turned his head to me.
"What?", Andrew asked looking at me, though it didn't sound unkind at all.
"I don't mean to run ahead of things but, what happens now?", I asked a little insecure, I wasn't quite sure I wanted to hear his answer. I was taken by surprise when Andrew moved his hand to my cheek.
"You worry too much", Andrew whispered and his thumb softly caressed my cheek. I felt my heart beating faster as his eyes pierced into mine. I felt my skin burning from his touch, but in a good way. It felt like a thousand, no scratch that, a million butterflies were flying around in my stomach.
It was in that exact moment in time, that I fell in love with him. Really fell in love with him.
I closed my eyes to savour the feeling. Andrew smartly took advantage of that by softly placing his lips on mine. He was being so gentle that I had hardly noticed it before he pulled away mere seconds later. I opened my eyes to look at him blissfully, he seemed to be the most sincere he had ever been. This kiss hadn't been just about lust or curiosity it had been about… something real. By now, I was yearning to feel his touch again and I leant in to kiss him again. His lips met mine again, but this time a little bit more passionate. I felt his tongue softly graze against my lower lip, and I gratefully let it in. His tongue moved against mine in perfect harmony. Andrew shifted his body so that we were only a few centimeters apart. He ran his hands through my hair pulling my head in even closer. I teasingly pulled away and couldn't help but smirk at the look of lust in his eyes. Knowing that I had done that to him, made me feel like I was flying.
But in a sudden moment, I got scared. I got scared of my feelings and I restlessly moved to lay on my back. This wasn't real. This couldn't be real. I turned to lay on my side, turning my back on Andrew. Andrew wasn't like this, this gentle or caring, I knew that. But it was already too late, I had fallen for him, I had really, really fallen for him and as soon as I could feel Andrew's arms finding their way around my waist, instantly all my doubts disappeared.
I relaxed into his body and enjoyed the rising and falling of his chest as he breathed. When I felt him softly press his lips against the back of my neck, I could feel the millions of butterflies flying up and down my stomach.
As soon as they calmed down a bit, a feeling of serenity washed over me. I was happy that he was content with just simply laying here. Laying here in a perfect silence. Even though I did love his voice, as anything else about him too, I was glad he didn't say anything. Words always seem to ruin those special moments and I never wanted this moment to end.
I closed my eyes, taking in the feeling of peace, which was only subtly disturbed by the occasional butterfly stirring in my stomach. I mentally slapped myself for even considering ending this. At his moment, I felt all the struggle in the world was worth it, if he could make me feel like this. Whatever would happen, no-one could take this night away from me. Laying there, in his arms made me feel like the luckiest man in the world. At the moment, I couldn't think of any of the doubts that I had thought of earlier. I couldn't feel anything but his arms holding me.
For the moment, I was blind to the rest of the world and I loved it.
Nothing could've changed my mind that night, because that night was the night that I started losing myself in you.
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