Enhance

Chapter 22 - Tomlinson

Chapter 22 - Tomlinson

It’s still a bit surreal to be here and with Robin next to me. It’s hard to believe that everything is going so well in my life. I’ve been recognised for my football skills in the team and by the coach and I got the girl. All I wanted for this year, I actually got it. I’m waiting for a loud sound to awake me and realise it’s all a dream, but I’m still in the car with Robin cuddling next to me and Harry complaining at the other side of the car. It is actually happening.

I’m so deliriously happy it’s absurd.

And you know when you imagine how it’s going to be kissing that person you fancy but then it’s not that good and sometimes it’s just disappointing? Well, with Robin it’s so not like that. Kissing her is better than I could’ve ever imagined and every time I kiss her again it’s as good as the first kiss, as sweet, as perfect. And why does she feel so perfect next to me? Why don’t I ever let her go? I don’t want to break contact for even a second. Am I being absurd or is this normal? I never felt like this with any other woman. Is this Robin’s effect?

When we arrive to our campus I actually think of telling them to just go to the club because I don’t want to separate from Robin yet. A part of me is scared that when I come back things will be different; but I tell myself that’s just stupid. So Gerald drops Harry and I in front of our building and we agree to meet at the bar. Needless so say I’m not happy with the plan but I know I’ll see her soon, just not as soon as I’d want.

“See you at the bar,” she says with her window rolled down so I can still see her lovely face.

“I’ll run,” I tell in all honesty but she laughs, thinking I’m joking. I’m not. “See you there.” And that’s when I lean in, cupping her face with my right hand and I move slow enough to see how she smiles as our faces approach and how she closes her eyes even before our lips make contact.

I can finally kiss her. I don’t think anyone can understand how that makes me feel. I’ve been dying to do this since I first saw her and now being finally able to freely kiss is just so liberating.

We break the kiss and she’s still smiling at me and I’m still touching her face, even when I know they need to get going. But I finally manage to let her go and I really hurry inside, running up the stairs and inside my room with Harry. He walked upstairs long ago, tired of the PDA. I throw my bag to the floor and hurry to pick some clean clothes so I can change the team’s uniform.

“Now that you’re with Robin,” —Harry says from his side of the room, looking for a better t-shirt— “you really need to control the PDA. You can’t go snogging every five seconds when there’re people around. Be more thoughtful, Tommo. It’s awkward for us.”

“I’m sorry, mate,” I say although I don’t sound sorry at all, in fact I’m smiling goofily when I look at him and Harry sighs. “I can’t help it.”

“I know, you’re disgustingly happy. And I’m glad, don’t take me wrong! I mean, finally. I was about to smack some sense in your thick skull, so I’m really glad Robin has the trousers in the relationship.” I laugh instead of being offended with his words. “But try to control yourself for when you two are alone. Just a bit of consideration. It really sucks to be the only one single when everyone around is with someone else.”

“I’ll try,” I say and walk up to him to pat his shoulder. I’ll really try not to make things uncomfortable for him, but it might take a while to actually feel like being with Robin is something normal. I’m sure it’ll feel like a dream for quite a while. “And I’ll throw every other girl at you tonight.”