Already here we go I will finish this story and it will be great!
"I can't believe you remembered the exact words I said."
"I can't believe you remembered to come here."
Eli and I were sitting on the roof of his car, which I missed about as much as I missed him, at the same cliff that he had brought me to the night of the dance that Cam trapped us in a closet to talk out our feelings. It was crazy how much you spend time and one place and come back a completely different person but everything else stays the same.
I was looking at the city as someone who had changed a lot since the last time I had sat there. But the city was still the same, the lights still lit up and showed that it was filled with life. The buildings were still as tall as before and as breathtaking as before. Everyone within the city changed and grew since I last sat there but the city was still the same.
"Summer, I just want to let you know how sorry I am." Eli's voice broke into my thoughts.
"It's fine." I said, turning to look at him. Part of me wanted to go on and on about how hurt I was but I knew there was no use of living in the past when the Eli I wanted was right in front of me.
"No, it's not fine. You have the mind to stop yourself from doing something when it doesn't feel right to you. I, on the other hand, I just push my conscious away and do what's wrong regardless. And I treated you so badly. Especially in English, you didn't owe anything to me and you didn't do anything to me for me to be so rude. You're one of the best things I've had in my life and I was so stupid to push you away."
"It's okay." I tried to reassure him that it was fine, I forgave him but he just kept going and I couldn't stop him
"I just…" his voice trailed off, "The fact that you're so willing to forgive me so quickly shows me how much of a jackass I was. I honestly don't even deserve you."
I moved closer to him and held his head with my hands. The lights of the city illuminated only one side of his face, but it did enough so that I could make sure that his eyes were on me, "Now it's my turn. Eli, you've made mistakes, everyone has. I've beat myself up about this just as much as you. You had a jackass moment, I'll admit it but I know you enough to know that you're not a jackass. Because if you were I wouldn't be able to look you in the eyes right now and know that you're genuinely sorry for what you did. You've brought me the most happiness I've ever had in my entire life. You also put me into the most wild situations of my life and I made some of the craziest decisions I've ever made with you but it made me grow. So if anyone deserves me, it is you."
From the lights, I could see the side of his mouth turn up in a smirk and I found the sides of my mouths turning up as they always did following the sight of an Eli Goldsworthy smirk.
"I'd kiss you but you know what they say, too many Summer Mitchell kisses can be a bad thing."
"They obviously haven't kissed Summer Mitchell because as someone who is on pretty good terms with her, I've heard that her kisses are similar to that of Hershey Kisses, you just can't just have one."
"Well as someone who has kissed Summer Mitchell and someone who will plenty in the future, I can testify that while the whole Hershey kisses comparison is true, too many Hershey kisses make your stomach hurt but Summer's kisses does something like an explosive firework show."
"Crazy cause this guy, Eli Goldsworthy, his do the exact same thing."
My hands found the collar of his shirt and I leaned forward to kiss him but as our lips brushed against each other, I pushed Eli back and pushed myself off the car.
"Wow that was so low." Eli said, hopping off the car as well.
"Revenge is a bitch." I smiled, opening the car door, "But that's neither here nor there. Do you trust me?"
"I suppose." Eli said, with raised eyebrows of confusion.
"Enough to hand me the keys?" I asked, both scared and anxious for his reaction.
"I can't believe I'm going to do this," he said, taking the keys out of his pockets and twirling them around and throwing them to me, "Just please tell me you're a good driver."
"Define 'good'." I laughed as the word horror was scribbled all across Eli's face.
"I don't know if I should be happy that you brought us here safely or if I should be scared that you remembered how to get here."
We stood in front of Eli's log cabin, the darkness of the night making it look bigger than ever. I was going to go home but as I drove, I realized that that wasn't where I wanted to be. I also realized that Cam and Sam were still at home, probably playing video games and eating pizza and that was something I'd let happen without me being there.
"So why are we here?" Eli asked.
"I don't know, really. I didn't want to go home and this was the first place I thought of that I wanted to be." I said, "I don't know why since the last time I was here, I had a serious case of the munchies."
Eli laughed, "Well don't worry, I'm free of all drugs."
"Great, cause they may have been a problem and a bit awkward." I said, pulling Eli to the door and as he opened it, pulling him inside, "You know, as we so lamefully exited prom, we missed the last dance and since I am still being brought down by this weight of a dress, I feel as though we owe it to ourselves to have one."
I pulled out my phone and scrolled through my music to find Down by the Water before Eli could begin to protest. I put it in a cup so that the music would be amplified in comparison to the speakers at prom. As the music started, I pulled him to me, putting my head on his chest and wrapping my arms around him. At first he hesitated, but eventually, his arms wrapped around my waist as well.
We stood there, moving side to side, wrapped in each other's arms in the darkness of the cabin. It was cliché but even though it looked super boring and would be super boring with anyone else probably, it felt nice with Eli. It felt like that was where I was meant to be. In the middle of the woods, with a crappy cup speaker, having my own last dance in my prom dress. That was the prom I wanted. No spiked punches, no ridiculous amplifiers, no crowded tables and dance floors. This was what I wanted my prom to be and this was what it was.
The song had finished playing but we didn't move away from each other. I opened my eyes and stared up at Eli. His eyes were still closed as the dim light from the moon hit his face and showed select features. The sharpness of his jaw, the softness of his lips, the flushness of his cheeks, the length of his eyelashes and though his eyes were closed, I could imagine the green of his eyes being brightened by the night's light.
I found my hand reach to touch the side of his face and trace the lines of his face. I didn't know what I was doing or why I was doing it but the urge was too great to not ignore it.
His eyes flickered open and he looked down at me. His eyes stared at me with something I hadn't been familiar with until that moment because I was sure the same exact look was in my eyes. Want.
In a matter a seconds, our lips met in a way that they never met in before. It was like an urgency to get as close to each other as we possibly could, to hold and to touch each other. Our feet carried us to the closest room and if I thought there was a frenzy out there, it was a once in a lifetime sale in there.
As I pushed against the slamming door, clothes were being grabbed at, zippers were being fumbled with, buttons were being unlatched and the intensity of it all made my heart rate accelerate faster than if I was in a marathon. Our hands traveled all over each other, grabbing at everything, sometimes clothes that were in turn ripped off and sometimes, skin which in turn made our bodies get pressed closer together and made the urgency of it all even more heightened.
My dress was on the ground beneath me and Eli's shirt and belt were lying there next to it, when Eli stopped. He looked carefully at me with honesty as he said, "Are you sure? I mean, really sure."
I stared at him, the light of the night making him the only thing visible in the room. "Eli, do you want me? I mean, really want me?" I asked in a whispered voice that I didn't even recognize as my own. It sounded structured and powerful and like someone who knew what she wanted. And for what seemed like the first time, I did, without any doubt.
He stared back at me with the look in his eyes that already gave me the answer that I wanted but he continued anyway, "I do, I really want you."
We found our way to the bed and I leaned onto him, putting my mouth to his ear, as my hands trailed down his chest, "And I've never been more sure in my life that I want you. I really, really want you."
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