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Scared
It became quite obvious within the next few minutes, that Joe was feeling something pretty evident for his new friend. I mean, think about it.
First, I dream about someone who I've never met, or someone who I'm going to meet. Next thing you know, when I go to buy ice-cream, an interesting, intruiging boy takes my hand while I grab ice-cream.
These thoughts were very clear to me. Our lips parted...
The world seemed to come to a stop for a moment, a small moment, that seemed to take hold of Matthew and myself. We stared at eachother for a few minutes, not saying a word. My heart was pounding, and I was blushing.
My god, what am I saying... But, still.. I want to kiss him again.
At that moment, I put my hands on his face, caressing his cheeks, carefully, trying not to do anything wrong. But then again, what was I saying.. I was 14. Still new to the whole romance thing.
Matthew took one of my hands in his own, and looked at it carefully. He felt it. And his hand was warm. I smiled, and took his and in mine.
We were together.. At least, I thought we were. I recall that we were both breathing heavily, our faces red as cherries, or something like that. I didn't care. I was happy. Happy to be with someone.
In truth, if it were anyone else, I don't think I'd feel this way. Jim protected me, and Matthew kept me happy...
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The next few days were rough. I thought about Matthew all day, and all night. And I was really happy, you know. The kind of happy where you always have a smile.
Was it love? I don't know.. I put a barrier up, just in case it was love.. I wasn't really sure if it was love or not, but if it was...
'Joe?' Matthew looked at me with concern.
'Yes?' I simply said.
'Are you okay?' He put his hand on my shoulder.
'I'm fine.' I said with a smile. Tho in reality, I was saddened. I mean, why should I be sad? I'm with a boy I like.. That's good right? Nothing's wrong with that, right?..
'Are you sure?' he said to me, putting his hand on my cheek.
I blushed slightly and took his hand in mine. I just stood there for a minute, feeling his hand resting on me. 'I'll be okay.' I told him, unsure of myself at the time.
He just looked at me. I could tell he was worried. My friend was worried about me. I was sad because something bothered me, but I didn't tell him. I didn't want him to worry about me. But still, it saddened me, the look on his face. I turned around and talked away...
~End~
Okay, I know this was a short chapter, but it's gonna get better.^^
Like all relationships... No. I'm not gonna spoil it just yet. You all will just have to wait and see^^
~Josh~
21.
Love who you want to.
~Josh~
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Nice Josh. Keep going. I'm baking as fast as I can
aqua
There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love. Washington Irving
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hey aqua.
i'll write another chapter either tonight or tomorrow. i'm glad you like it so far^^
~Josh~
21.
Love who you want to.
~Josh~
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