He raised a brow might be to know what im thinking or did I stared at him for too long but I would look at him as long as I want because he belongs to me now. I smiled to myself at the thought. I turned back and started looking back at the pictures and it was then it caught my attention. There weren't only photographs but behind every photo, there was something written. In the photo where I was smiling, he wrote 'your makes me smile', where I was crying he wrote 'every time I see you cry my heart falls', where I was hugging him he wrote 'your closeness to my heart makes me feel warm' etc. There were so many messages full of love and warmth were written but what made my heart flutter but also ached my heart was 'I will always be your shadow and never leave you behind even if you do' in the shadow photo of us. That one photograph and words written behind it made me realise exactly what he meant with this and that was when reality hit me and pulled me out from my dream world, I just went and hugged him tightly, as tighter as I could. He looked surprised but put his hands on me and pulled me closer to him and I stayed there like that, too scared to look at anything other than him as if not looking would change that I was leaving after two days.

"Are you sure you aren't suffering from any personality disorder? You laugh one second and then suddenly start crying another one." He joked tried to make the situation lighter

"Why do you even love me? You deserve someone who won't hurt you and all I ever did, is to hurt you. I dont deserve you."I realised what I said, I clutched the back of his shirt, scared that he might change his mind

"Only I get to decide who I love, not even you." He sounded so sure with his words

"But I will leave after two days." I was still holding him close to my heart and wasn't ready to let him go

"Baby, I know." He patted my head

"This was supposed to be our first date and you're here crying what do I think now?" He added and made a disgusted expression

"Okay okay, I am sorry," I said and wiped my face

"Okay, I know what will cheer you, come with me." He held my hand and took me to the table where food was kept

I laughed. He fed me a bite of sandwich with his hand and I smiled at him. After eating a little we came out to the window balcony and laid down next to each other on the floor and stayed like that enjoying the silence together. We both knew what we were doing and how running away or not talking about it would not change anything. When you knew words would not be enough to make things set right, all you were left with was silence. Silence in these situations was not deafening or unbearable but a way to use it as an excuse and live with peace as long as it lasts.

I looked at him and he was looking at the sky might, might be thinking about something. I often found him staring at something whenever he was lost in some deep thoughts. And I too didn't bother to pull him out of his thoughts. I closed my eyes and stayed there like that, in that position, my head resting on his arm and his hand playing with my hair while being lost in his thoughts and completely tangled in each other arms.

"Serena?" He called my name all of a sudden

"Hmmm??"

"I have something for you, get up." I didn't want to get up but he wants what he want, so I was left with no choice but to listen to him. He grabbed my hand and took me to the table again and asked me to close my eyes. I did the same and he took all my hair and put them on my left side and put something cold on my neck, I realised it might be some pendant, but it was his cold fingers that were brushing against my warm skin making me lose my mind. When he asked me to open my eyes, I opened them to find him sitting in front of me on a knee with his hand out as in for asking something.

"Would you like to have a dance with me?" He asked I smiled at his cuteness and nodded and gave my hand to him and he pulled me to him.

He played 'night we met' by Lord Huron and as the music started he took my hand and intertwined it with his and put his other hand on my waist, pulling me closer to him and I rested another hand on his shoulder. We didn't do much just kept moving along with the rhythm, taking control of our movements. I dont think, at that moment we were focusing on dancing anymore, we kept looking into each other eyes as if we were in any staring competition and he took my hand and twirled me. He pulled me closer to him, his face was just mere an inch away from mine, he put both hands on my neck as if asking for my permission. I looked at him and couldn't control myself anymore and pecked his lips and looked at him. He pulled me by my neck and smashed his lips on mine. I couldn't sense or feel anything, it felt like the time around me had stopped and the only thing in action was my throbbing heart and his mouth against mine. Once or twice he peeked at me and deepened the kiss until we started to taste like each other. His lips were moving roughly like he's been deprived of this craving for a lifetime and his hands were roaming all across my body. With every passing second my knee kept getting weaker, it was his stronghold on my waist else I would have melted with his touch. We pulled apart to catch our breath he gave a small peck on my lips and the first words he said were,

"I love you, Ser."

"And I love you"

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