I can't believe I made him cry. Now I wasn't that girl he loved so much. I was the that girl that hurt him. I decided to text him and see if he wanted to meet up.
*Me : Hey Caleb. Can we meet up and talk?
I waited and waited for a reply. I thought it would never come. Around 2 hours later I got a text.
*Caleb : Sure as long as your not gonna kiss someone else infront of me.
I felt horrible. How could I have done this to him. I tell him we can meet at the pier right by my house. I walk alone. It is dark, and cold. When I make it to the lire he is already there.
I start to shake. What if he doesn't forgive me? What if he doesn't believe me? My thoughts were interrupted, when he turned to me and said,"Ally stop staring and let's get this over with."
I sit next to him. "Caleb what you saw earlier-"
"What I saw earlier? I saw you kiss Matthew and I thought me and you were a thing. How could you?"
"Caleb", I said,"he kissed me, I wasn't even expecting it."
"Oh sure", he replied, "use that stupid excuse."
I say,"Maybe this will make you believe me."
I sling my arm around his neck, and push my lips against his. It is like the first time we kissed again. Our lips still fit perfectly, and that is what I also believe is perfect.
We kiss for what seems like hours, when finally I pull away.
"Now do you believe me?" I say.
"Only partially.", he replies. I smile. He can still make me laugh even when I don't want to anymore. I can't help but stare at him, at his perfection. I feel like I crave him. Like I need him all the time. He is like my drug and I'm addicted.
He interrupts my thoughts and kisses me again. This time longer and more passionate. He is mine and I am his. That's the way it is meant to be. For once I'm not worried about Jake, or cheer, or life, or being called names. I'm lost in this world with him. And quite frankly I don't care anymore.
We stand and make our way back to my house. Hand in hand, I know I don't have to worry anymore. Because I am sure of him. I may not be sure of anything else,
But I am sure of him.
As soon as we get to my front door he picks me up and carries me to my room. He drops me on my bed and places both hands on either side of my head. Our faces so close not even a card could come between us. We kiss, and this time it's amazing, like we've never kissed before.
He takes off my jacket, and slings it across the room. I help him get his shirt off revealing his 6 pack and his tan body. I can't help but smile. He is beautiful. And perfect.
He kisses me and I feel his back. He is strong and warm. I feel like there is no one left in the world but us.
We eventually fall asleep. My head on his chest, and he plays with my hair. I know I don't have to worry anymore. I trust him. He trusts me. That's how it's supposed to be.
I realize love isn't about who's been there the longest. It's who cares for you the most, and shows you in the right way. I know this is what love is really like.
He is perfect. And I don't want anyone but him. I nestle my head under his chin, and fall asleep. All I remember before falling asleep
Is his smell. So distinct so beautiful.
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