Forever and Always Chapter 11

I wish I could tell you how it all happened. It was all so sudden that even I was amazed. May be it happened when we were hanging out, or may be when we were passing notes the whole time in class, or maybe when we were talking in phone for hours. It is possible that it all happened when his lips first found mine, and when we started spending more time with each other. Things just took a different route, and I found myself liking the direction my life was going. His eyes did wonders to me, and everything needed was said with out ever being said out loud. My feelings for him grew, and I was falling. Every time he accidentally touched me, or when our eyes met, I could feel the heat through me.

He only had to look at me, and I felt like I was flying; like I had everything I could possible want. Sometimes when he was not looking at me, I found myself wishing that he would somehow look at me, at least once, which he did most of the time. He was charming, funny, handsome, and all, but he showed me a part of himself that was hidden from everyone else. He told me his fears, hobbies, interests, and everything that had an impact in his life. I found myself interested in everything he said, and even when he didn’t say anything, I just looked into his eyes, and was completely mesmerized with it.

This was my first time. It was the first time I ever felt this way. I was happy even when things were wrong, and I found myself smiling all the time. He was on my mind every day and night. When I close my eyes he was there, and when I opened my eyes, I could only wish that this eyes will get to see him every day of my life. I found myself thinking about him in weird and uncanny situations. I found my self day dreaming a lot; even more than before. I wanted him with me all the time. Without him everything felt different, and empty. I might have been stubborn or just crazy, but all I wanted to do was be with him. Was it wrong of me to feel this way? Is it possible that this feeling is mutual? I sure hope so.

There was no limitation in my love. It was juts the way it was. I loved him completely and whole heartedly. I had no idea that I could feel this way for him, the guy used to dislike so much. But now, my heart wasn’t with me, it was his. It was all up to him- he could break it, or mend it. I shouldn’t give him this much power over me, but I felt like I could trust him with my self.

He was the most beautiful thing in my life.

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I was thinking about him again. I just couldn’t sleep. Though I was tired, I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I moved from one side to another, and tried doing several things just to sleep, but it was all so worthless. What was wrong with me? Why was I seeing his face even when it was pitch black? The lights were all turned off, but I could still see his face as if he was right there.

Would he still be sleeping? Should I call him?

I was being silly. It was midnight, and he must be sleeping.

But the images of him were still on my mind. Even in this darkness, I could feel the heat in my cheeks just by thinking of him. He had that affect on me.

I was feeling so desperate to talk to him. What can I do? I miss him so much. It’s not like I hadn’t seen him in like ages or something. I saw him a couple of hours ago, but I still miss him. Why is that? I feel like I just want to be with him. I don’t even know him that well and it still feels like I know him. What should I do?

My thoughts were interrupted when my cell phone started ringing "Lonely September," by Plain WhiteT’s. I hoped that it would be from him. I answered in the third ring.

"Hello," My voice sounded nervous, even to me.

"Did I wake you?" It was Dave! I was so surprised to hear his voice in real. I mean I absolutely loved hearing his voice but was this really true? Thank you, God.

"No, its fine," I immediately answered.

"So you doing anything fun?" He asked.

"Just thinking of you." I confessed.

"Me? Really?" He sounded pleased. "About what?"

"I was just wondering why you always come in my dream and change it into a nightmare."

He chuckled. "Seriously, what were you thinking about me?" He sounded so curious.

"Um, I was just thinking."

"Are you sleepy?"

"No," I answered immediately thinking that he was going to hang up on me. He just laughed.

"Actually, I just couldn’t sleep and I though we could do something together," He said a little hesitantly.

"Like what?" I asked.

"You aren’t sleepy, right?" He asked.

You are more important than sleep, I though to myself. "You have got anything planned?" I asked.

"Sort of. I was hoping that we could do something together."

"Like what?" I tried not to sound too eager.

"If you are sure that you are not sleepy………….."

"I told you, I am not sleepy."

"Okay. Get ready, and we can go some where nice. I am waiting outside." With that he hung up. Was he really outside? I doubted that but for some reason, I wanted to check. I quietly looked outside my window, and true to his word, there he was.