Learning To Love - Jamie Campbell Bower

Sunset Kiss

"You're still beautiful."

"They're ugly."

"I can barely see them, barely feel them," He whispers, tracing his fingers along to scars that run across my ribcage. "Let's swim," He takes his hand off my back and takes my wrist instead.

The water is much calmer today, water lightly lapping against the sand, slapping and fizzing. The water is almost like a pool, with fluid, changing shadows cast by the darkening sky - blue, with a tinge of grey. Soon, it'll be sunset. It's peaceful away from the loud noise of the festival; as we wade out onto the sandbank, all I can hear is the ocean water moving around us, Jamie's and my own breathing, and the occasional cry of a seagull. Peaceful. I turn to Jamie. "Are you going to get your hair wet?"

Jamie frowns. "Why?"

I say nothing, and flick my hands out of the water, splashing his face. "Because I wanted to do it for you."

Jamie stares at me, water dripping onto his face off his now-wet hair. Mildy amused. He pounces, taking my shoulders and pushing me under the water. The pleasant coolness envelops me. I stay under and dive, grabbing his ankles, pulling on them so he loses his balance, and falls under too. I surface, laughing. Jamie comes up too, flicking his hair out of his face.

"Come here." He takes me and hugs me to his chest, bridal style, cradling me in the water. Unlike the last time I was being held like this my Jamie in the water, I don't feel the need to have to touch the sandbank, I trust Jamie's arms to hold me safe. I let the water flow over and around me in his arms, resting against his warm torso. I look up at him, and he's looking at me, shadows creeping on his face, contrasting his cheekbones and jawline, making his sapphire blue eyes stand out. Jamie seemed to notice my acceptance too.

"You're not going to wiggle away this time?"

I shake my head. "Nope."

He fingers my hair. "Why not?"

"Because I trust you." The words had just slipped out of my mouth, but they were true.

Jamie's eyes widened, lips parting slightly. "You trust me?"

"I do. Do you trust me?"

He sets me down again, and I dig my toes into the sand.

"Yes. I do trust you."

An idea pops into my head. "Okay, how comfortable are you in the ocean now?"

"As long as I'm with you, I'm fine."

Awww

"Okay, then lie back and float, eyes closed." I instruct him. His eyebrows narrow, but he does what I say. I let myself float, my hand in his, next to him.

"Okay, now what?" He asks.

"Now, we let the ocean flow around us."

"Like meditation?"

"Like meditation."

"And we won't get carried out to sea?"

"I'll make sure we don't." We're still floating next to each other, eyes closed.

"Okie dokie."

"Did you just mimic me?"

"...Maybe."

We float for a while in silence. I feel the water move smoothly around me, rocking our bodies back and forth gently, my hair swirling out around me. After a couple minutes, I feel the water change slightly, and crack an eye open. As I had guessed, the water was becoming choppier. I squeeze Jamie's hand. "We should go back in."

Jamie smiles, eyes opening. "'Kay."

We retire to the beach, or really, the grass. Jamie rests on his elbows and I lay all the way back, feeling my hair begin to dry and curl into beachy waves, but I find that I don't care too much what my hair looks like, after all, Jamie's is doing the same thing, curling from the salt and drying. Jamie breaks the silence.

"You know, if someone told me six months ago that I would be totally comfortable to float in the ocean with my eyes closed, I would of said they were crazy. Maybe would have reccomended they see their GP." He looks over at me. "Yet, here I am, having done that, all because of you."

I sit up straight, and he does too, we're close enough that our arms brush. "All because of me?" I ask, gazing out at the ocean. The sun has begun to set, tinging the sky with brilliant hues of pink and orange and blue.

"All because of you."

"You trust me?" I lean closer to him.

"I meant it before. You mean a lot to me, I trust you."

I trust you.

There was something in his voice that made me look at him, the golden orange light of the sunset glinting on his blonde hair, making it look as if it made of a thousand strands of pure gold. He looks at me with his luminescent eyes, his face now very close to mine. His eyes dart downwards, at my lips.

"Can I..." He swallows. "Can I kiss you?" He stutters slightly.

My chest fills with bubbles of nervousness. Without answering, I lean in and our lips meet. The bubbles pop into mini explosions coursing through my body as our lips slowly, sweetly, dance in the golden light. His hand comes to rest on my thigh as he moves in closer, and my hand goes to the nape of his salty curls. His lips are as sweet and soft as the hues of the remaining light from the sun that falls on us. He smells like the ocean; salt, water, and sunshine.

We break apart eventually, and my face breaks into a smile. I lace my fingers through his. We stay like this, and turn to watch the last remaining strands of light fade into a twilight blue

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They finally kissed! :D (You have no idea how long I've been waiting to write this chapter.)

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