too late ♡ hemmings

+ twenty-three +

It was perfect, and I find myself kissing back, his hand cupping my face. We pull away at the same time, our similar coloured eyes – although his eyes were a gorgeous lush shade of green while mine had faded and were now dull and dreary – meeting each other once again.

“I’m sorry,” he says, turning his head away; discomfited.

“Don’t be sorry, I liked it.” I reply, clutching his hand; offering him a small smile. I watch as the corners of his lips curl into a smirk before he opens his mouth to speak for a second time,

“So you wouldn’t mind if I did this?” he says softly, leaning in until his lips are lightly brushing over mine, his hot breath hitting me. I shake my head slightly and he simpers before re-attaching our lips. 

I break the kiss, causing a frown to appear on his face. 

“When did you start liking me?” I utter, revealing the question that’s been on my mind ever since he kissed me unexpectedly.

“Forever.” He replies simply, as if the answer was evident and took no time at all to ponder on.

“Ever since I met you Scarlet I knew I loved you.” He adds, after stealing a glance, becoming conscious of the puzzled expression plastered on my face.

“Holding your hand at the cinema was the best feeling I’ve ever had. I get butterflies just at the mention of your name. And I know you don’t feel the same way I just..” He sighs, looking at me straight and I can tell his brain is racing, searching for the words to say.

“Michael it’s okay, we don’t have to talk about this now.” I offer but he shakes his head, his fluffy pink hair flopping over his face.

“No I have to get this out.” I nod softly, gesturing for him to go on.

“Being away from you for this long drove me crazy. And I don’t know if you saw, but I texted and called a billion times. When you were on Skype that night and you told me you didn’t know about the tour, I wanted to kill Luke. You didn’t deserve any of that and that’s when I realised that I needed to tell you how I feel before you fall for him because I know you deserve so much better.” He admits, his eyes getting glassy and I wrap my arms around his neck, our bodies now pressed against each other. 

“Michael, I like you too.” I confess and his face instantly lights up. He pulls me closer to him, my face now in the crook of his neck as I take in his scent. 

“C’mon, let’s go inside.” He grins, taking my hand in his.