Imprisoned

Kisses

Louis' face breaks out in a smile as he takes in what I had asked him. 

"That sounds amazing. Everything here, the people and the buildings and the activities, are boring and stupid and are meant to give us a false sense of security. I want to leave and to have the opportunity to do that with you, you, of all people, is one i won't pass up on. But how are we going to escape?"

I turn briefly to the bookshelf behind me and grab my journal. I turn to my most recently used pages and show him the map I had scrawled. It was a basic outline of Anchorage and the perimeter surrounding it, and I had taken time to include the forest. 

I point out the stone wall which still hid my bag and supplies and explained to Louis the gaps in the meal schedules which gives us a window of time to be in the yard unsupervised. 

During that time I felt his hot breath on my neck, sending shivers down my spine with every exhale. It took all of my will power not to turn around and kiss him. Louis' soft hair brushed against the side of my neck, soft and tantalizing. I just wanted to run my fingers through it. I just wanted him.

I think Louis was aware of what he was doing to me because as soon I had finished my short monologue I turned and saw a small smirk on his face. A coy smirk, like he was aware of everything going on in my mind, like he knew exactly how to make me tick. So he acted on that.

Our close proximity made my heart race as he leaned in and whispered, 

"Let's run away together."

That small sentence means so much more than it seems. He didn't just agree to leave, he made a promise. In those few words he promised an us, that we would be together. But it also made something inside of me snap.

I grab his chin in my hand, turning it to face me. In his eyes in that split second there is surprise, like he doesn't expect me to make a move on him, but I do. Our eyes meet and all I can see is the blue green I've been infatuated with for weeks. He knows what I want and is the first to instigate the kiss.

My lips meet his in a chaste kiss, soft and sweet. It is tentative and new. We are both unsure and don't know how it will end up, but let me tell you, it ends up great. Just the small kiss makes me weak in the knees and makes every one of my nerves spark. He smiles into the kiss as my I lift my arm and snak it around his neck. 

It is over just as soon as it started and we both pull away, breathless and smiling.

He winks and me and says,

"If I knew that you would kiss me so soon after we met, I would have started a conversation with you much sooner."

I just laugh at him and we talk more about escape.

He wraps an arm around my waist and I rest my head on his shoulder so that when we talk, his lips brush my ear. It sets me on edge, but I love it and do't want to leave him. 

The caretakers make their way into the library after some time, telling us to head off to bed and Louis promises to see me tomorrow.

I walk up the stairs in a daze because of all that has happened recently. My head is swimming with thoughts of Louis that keep me up late into the night. It is hours before I fall asleep, and even then I dream of him.

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xx Z