The thunder is so loud we could hardly hear each other speaking, "When is he coming home?" Liam asked me, my dad had been away at war for 5 years now. "I.. Don't know yet." I looked down, and when I looked up I was fighting tears. "We find out if he is coming home in a couple of weeks or if he's staying for another year,again, on Sunday. Today is only Wednesday" my voice trailed off "Or if he's never coming back...."
"It'll be okay, I promise." he smiled, crooked "I miss him, a lot." I said, my voice cracking. "I know" he said. He came over next to me and we watched the rain. It felt good to be in his arms, it made me feel like I was safe again.
"I love you." he whispered. I turned my head to face him, looked in his eyes, and kissed him, "I love you too." I cuddled into him more and nearly fell asleep. I love having someone who would come over at 1:00am just because I wanted him to. He means the world to me.
It was silent and still for a while, we both jump at the sudden flash of white and the loud clap of thunder to follow. He held me tighter, and let himself fall asleep, faster than I thought he would. I turned my head and kissed his cheek. "goodnight" I whispered. I saw him give a slight smile, but then it disappeared and he was asleep again. I put my head on his chest again and began to fall asleep, taking much longer than he did. I couldn't stop thinking about him.
I woke up in his arms, still, on the couch together. He was still sleeping. I put my head down on his chest and watched the sun come up. Waiting for him to open his eyes.
I felt him waking up, he went to sit up, but realized I was there. He smiled, seeing that I was awake, and then laid back down. He put his arm around me, and I sunk into him.
"Are you okay?" he asked me. "I am now." I took his his hand and squeezed it. When I was with him it felt like there was no stress. We could just lay here for hours in silence together and I would enjoy every second. Its like having my dad back again, not worrying that he may never come home. It's like I never had to worry, and I never will. I love being with him. I love him.
"What time is it?" Liam asked. I looked back at him and laughed, "How would I know if you don't know!?" he laughed with me. I pointed to the window, taking my hand out of his, and said, "It was just sunrise, so it must be pretty early. Did you see it?" I asked him. He grabbed my hand again, and slowly replied "A little bit of it. It was amazing." He looked out the window as if it was still there, with wonder in his eye. We could hardly see out the window because of all the rain from last night. It made all the colors reflect off the drops on the glass. There were pink beams of light coming through and shining on our faces. It was summer, finally.
He stretched out his arms and yawned. "Well, do you wanna get up?" he asked. I leaned into him and said, "No.." He smiled, and took my hand again. We were cuddled into each other, watching the light come and go for hours.
It feels different to not be able to dream. I used to always have to dream about this perfect boyfriend and perfect life. Now, when I'm with Liam, I have that dream. It's not a dream anymore, it's real. He is more than I ever wanted. He is perfect.
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"Wanna go for a swim?" Liam asked me, knowing I would want to. He was Already in his swim suit. I smiled and looked at his swim shorts. I gave him a sarcastic look, "yes." I said. He laughed, "okay, meet me out there. I'll be in the lake." he exclaimed. Then he ran out the door.
After I was changed, I walked out, expecting him to be in the lake. He wasn't there. Did I really take that long? I looked at my phone, it was only 3 minutes after he left the house-the lake is in my backyard.
