Forever and Always (Epilogue)

"You know, I really love you." He whispered. He was sitting beside me in the couch. Since my parents were all sleeping, we were the only ones. His face was beautiful, and sincere as ever. He held a special place in my heart and I just could not get enough of him.

"I know," I smiled. I was trying to act normal, but everything he said had a deep meaning in my life, and the three words were the most beautiful ones.

"Aren’t you suppose to say that you love me too?" he teased. His eyes were so deep that I found myself lost in it.

I didn’t say anything. We were both silent for a moment. "Did I say something wrong?" he seemed worried.

"I know you love me now, but what about the future?" I asked ignoring his first question. The question was inside my head the whole day, and I wanted to know how he would response to this.

"What do you mean about the future?" he asked uncertainly.

"You love me now when everything is good but someday everything will be different, things will change." He just looked at me, and his lips formed into a cute smile.

"What exactly is your point?"

"I mean, I won’t always be pretty. What if there will be an accident, and my face is all burned or something." I asked.

"You will still be pretty hot." He joked.

I was slightly annoyed. "One day I will be old, and ugly, than what will you-"

"Hold on." He stopped me. "Do you think we will be together for that long?" He widened his eyes, like the thought had never entered his mind. He was still kidding, but it was being too much for me to handle. I was serious, and I was trying to see how he will react but he didn’t even take me seriously. He sure was getting on my nerves. No matter how much deep my feelings runned for him, he sure was slightly annoying at times.

"You know what? I shouldn’t have said that to you. Its not like you are even serious about me," I blurted.

"I was kidding with you," He seemed surprised with my out burst.

"But I was serious. Life is not a joke, okay?" I knew I was over reacting, but it was being too much. I got up to leave, but he grabbed my hand, and made me face him.

"Relax. I didn’t mean that."

"Then what exactly did you mean?"

He slowly removed by hair from my face, and touched my cheeks. I closed my eyes, and took a deep breath.

"You look even more beautiful when you are mad."

I blushed. He had that affect on me even when I was angry.

He softly kissed me on my cheek. "Even if your face is old, or burned, it wouldn’t make a big difference. Though it will affect, but not in the way you are thinking." I smiled. "I think I will love you even more, if that’s even possible. I love you, and you are always beautiful to me. Can you try seeing yourself through my eyes?" I could see love in his eyes, and that was obviously meant for me. What more could I ask for?

"I love you," I said unable to say anything else with the tears filling my eyes.

"I know," he said like I did before. We both started laughing.

"There is something in your lips," he said. I tried to touch it, but he pulled my hand away. "Let me do it." He kissed me soundly. "It’s gone."

"What exactly was there?" I asked suspiciously.

"Do you want me to show you again?"

"I think I have had enough," I said. The problem with his kiss was that it was too good. It gets so hard to stop myself from kissing him.

"Tired of my kisses? Already?"

"You could say that."

"I am hurt." He put his hand in his chest, and made a sad face. I kissed him, but quickly pulled away.

"You still don’t like my kiss?" he asked with a twinkle in his eyes.

"If I didn’t than I wouldn’t have kissed you, silly."

He chuckled. He pulled me close and evolved into a very slow kiss that made me cling to him, and pull him as close as possible.

My heart was screaming in pleasure and delight. If his simple touch gave me the funny feeling inside the pit of my stomach, you certainly cannot imagine how I felt when his lips found mine. It was ecstasy, pure joy. Nothing could compare to that. At that moment I realized that my love for him would always remain; forever and always.