Always There For You - Chapter 17 (Final)
Love is an amazing thing!
Hey guys :) This is the last chapter of Always there for you! : (I hope everyone enjoyed reading them and will read my others. I'm also thinking of maybe making a sequel to this...maybe?? You tell me. You guys are so amazing with all your comments and poll answers, you really give me the enthusiasm to write because I know that you guys are gonna comment so fantastically! I love you guys and I hope you enjoy this last chapter. Ciao xx
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*AMELIA'S POV*
We were lying on my bed (on the covers, FULLY CLOTHED), him vertically and me horizontally with my head on his chest. He was stroking my hair and I was day-dreaming when he spoke up.
"Ames...?"
"Yeah?"
"How long have you...you know, loved me?" I smiled, my eyes were closed.
"From the day I found out Jamal had cheated on me, I think way before that but i just didn't realize it"
"Oh right" I rolled onto my stomach and stared into his face.
"How long have you loved me?" I asked him. He looked down at me and smiled.
"Since 5th grade" he whispered. I think my brain melted because I just stared at him for a good two minutes not saying anything. When he touched my face I realized I was crying, I don't know why. His face was concerned, I leaned up and kissed him with such passion that he had to pull away for air almost as soon as our lips touched.
"I can't believe that you have loved me since 5th grade!" I said, I was now sitting up next to him, holding his hand. I was experiencing some pretty strong emotions and I couldn't name half of them. He was staring at me intently and I was lost in his eyes, he smiled at me and I managed to break eye contact.
I lay back in his arms and we started talking about old times and the things we used to do. He reminded me that I used to be so much bossier than I am now, and kind of a tomboy.
I reminded him that he used to be a pale beanpole. We laughed over embarrassing experiences like the time when we were playing at his house and he found a condom in his mum's draw and thought it was a balloon until his dad caught him. And we (well at least I did) cried over sad memories like when my cat Mojo died. We got jealous as we thought of all our old links and people we used to fancy.
I was feeling like the happiest person alive, I was in love! In love with a sex-god, with an amazing personality and deep ice-blue eyes and you wanna know the bit that stumps me every time?
He loves me back!
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VOILA! C'EST FINI!
I don't want it to be finished, you know?
Please Please please please please please
COMMENT!
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*AMELIA'S POV*
We were lying on my bed (on the covers, FULLY CLOTHED), him vertically and me horizontally with my head on his chest. He was stroking my hair and I was day-dreaming when he spoke up.
"Ames...?"
"Yeah?"
"How long have you...you know, loved me?" I smiled, my eyes were closed.
"From the day I found out Jamal had cheated on me, I think way before that but i just didn't realize it"
"Oh right" I rolled onto my stomach and stared into his face.
"How long have you loved me?" I asked him. He looked down at me and smiled.
"Since 5th grade" he whispered. I think my brain melted because I just stared at him for a good two minutes not saying anything. When he touched my face I realized I was crying, I don't know why. His face was concerned, I leaned up and kissed him with such passion that he had to pull away for air almost as soon as our lips touched.
"I can't believe that you have loved me since 5th grade!" I said, I was now sitting up next to him, holding his hand. I was experiencing some pretty strong emotions and I couldn't name half of them. He was staring at me intently and I was lost in his eyes, he smiled at me and I managed to break eye contact.
I lay back in his arms and we started talking about old times and the things we used to do. He reminded me that I used to be so much bossier than I am now, and kind of a tomboy.
I reminded him that he used to be a pale beanpole. We laughed over embarrassing experiences like the time when we were playing at his house and he found a condom in his mum's draw and thought it was a balloon until his dad caught him. And we (well at least I did) cried over sad memories like when my cat Mojo died. We got jealous as we thought of all our old links and people we used to fancy.
I was feeling like the happiest person alive, I was in love! In love with a sex-god, with an amazing personality and deep ice-blue eyes and you wanna know the bit that stumps me every time?
He loves me back!
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VOILA! C'EST FINI!
I don't want it to be finished, you know?
Please Please please please please please
COMMENT!
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