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⌇вяσкєη ωιη∂σωs, sтαιηє∂ glαss sкιη⌇
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Jun 16, 2017 02:23AM
8. Hands. Shaking.
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I remember how excited my friends were for me. I gave tons of hugs in the hall, smiles wider than ever. This was the biggest moment of my entire life.
There was one thing, my close friend-- I'll call him Justin cuz that's his name-- said. "September, I don't think I've ever seen you this happy."
That was it. I don't know if I ever had been this happy. Someone fulfilled their promises to me. My dreams were coming true.
586 days of waiting for him, you know? Waiting for this. For us, and it was all honestly there.
A fifteen (maybe twenty. It felt like eternity) minute drive, with me visibly, physically, shaking the entire time, and I suddenly saw it. The Starbucks. He was there.
"Holy shit, Mom. He's right there," I didn't even know I cussed. My mom informed me later on. I guess it was too big of a moment to condescend me.
"We can still turn around," she suggested, chuckling.
"No! Keep going," I said. 50 yards. 20. 10. We were in the parking lot. I was under dressed. I was wearing a drug dealer hoodie and torn leggings. But we agreed to match hoodies.
My mind was honest to god racing. What if he decided not to wear the hoodie? My hair isn't done well. I haven't brushed my teeth since this morning.
My mom got a call. She told me to go in and meet him. On my own. Each footstep towards the door was like my feet were made of lead. I was terrified.
It took much longer than it should have to walk the 15 feet to the door. My hand touched the knob. I could see him. Through the window.
It took so much to open that door. My terror was telling me to run. That it could wait. My biggest dream was coming true, and I needed to run. But I opened it.
He stood, sitting his sonic ice cream on the table. I walked toward him. He was so different in person. His face shape, his skin tone, his eyes. He was even more perfect. He was everything.
"Hey." You know how voices sound different over the phone? When we called, his voice was the most soothing sound in the world, but that one word. One syllable. That proved everything I ever believed wrong. It got better than the phone calls.
"Hi." WoooOOOooOoWw, Kassi. Smooth, I thought, my toes wiggling in my worn out black combat boots.
I walked over to the other chair, sitting down, observing him and his bag. His hair was a mess, though you could tell he tried. He was... he was mine.
Well, he would be. If we could get past this awkward frickin silence. "So, how was the train ride?"
Oh my gosh, you're really one for words, aren't ya, Kass?
He chuckled a little, and my heart fluttered. That sound. "It was long. I'm tired." That VOICE.
"Oh, nice." You're really winning at this, huh? The awkward was screaming.
So we sat. I took a sip of the Starbucks he bought me. (He had texted me and told me he had, but a gesture and a nods confirmed.)
"Can I have a hug?" Straightforward never got me into the best places, but I didn't know what else to do.
He stood, a grin spreading on his lips. "Of course."
I have a home. And I have a house. I always thought these two were the same, but I was so wrong.
Home, that's the safety I felt as soon as he wrapped his arms around me. The warmth. We were still awkward, but we were together.
I don't think that feeling will ever really go away. That feeling when he holds me. I don't see how it could.
blue wrote: "hello"
heeeellllooooo
heeeellllooooo
jay wrote: "AHH KASS"
AHHHH JAY
AHHHH JAY
meh. rough night. Tired as hell.
Still. I hate being tired, so other people shouldn't have to feel either.
I tried to be a kitty but my whiskers are uneven
HEY CLAAAAARRIIICCCEEE *crashes under flying tackle hug*
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