LUCAS
As the evening sets in, casting long shadows across the garage, I push aside the greasy toolbox, my faithful companion throughout the day's toil. The air is heavy with the smell of motor oil and the faint scent of gasoline, a familiar and comforting aroma that lingers in this space. My hands, rough and calloused from countless hours of wrenching and tinkering are now covered in a thick layer of grime and grease. I make my way to the sink tucked away in the corner, an oasis of cleanliness amidst the organized chaos of tools and spare parts. The fluorescent lights above flicker for a moment before steadying and casting a pale glow over the sink basin. As I turn on the faucet, the water rushes out with a forceful burst, cutting through the silence of the garage. The stream in icy cold at first, sending an invirogating shiver up my spine but soon warms to a comforting temperature. Cupping my hands beneath the flow, I let the water cascade over my skin, washing away the remnants of my laborious day.
The sound of the water hitting the sink is oddly satisfying and soothing, a rhythmic symphony of cleansing that drowns out the cacophony of thoughts swirling in my mind. I've been repairing cars alone all day until now that it's evening. I wanted my dad to take a break, go out with his friends, relax and have a great time. That's why I'm working all by myself. The other reason is I want to keep my mind away from thinking about Mia. Mia, with her radiant smile and the way her eyes light up when she sees me, has become a source of both comfort and turmoil. I've been avoiding her, like a ship steering clear of treacherous waters. I've been ignoring her calls and text messages. It's not that I don't care for her deeply, it's the opposite, in fact. The weight of my past is too heavy to allow me let her fully into my life and heart. My past and the scars I bear from a long time ago have built a fortress around my heart. I'm always terrified that the people I care for the most will eventually leave me. So I would rather leave before I'm left.
The depths of loss and pain are etched deep into my being, a constant reminder of how fragile happiness can be. I've spent years mending the broken pieces of my soul and painstakingly rebuilding what was shattered. And now, I fear that letting Mia in completely will mean exposing those fragile fragments to the risk of further damage. So now, I work tirelessly in the garage, burying myself beneath the hood of the cars that come my way, using it as a distraction from thinking about her.
Pushing Mia away is the right thing to do. She doesn't have to be burdened with my insecurities, problems, chaotic life and flaws. All I'll do is cause her pain and unnecessary troubles. She deserves someone better than me.
By pushing her away, I'm also in control because now she's already out of my life and won't leave or abandon me.
I deserve to be alone and when I'm alone like this, I can't hurt anyone else but me.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Jakoda's voice pierces through the haze of my thoughts and I swear under my breath as annoyance and frustration surge within me. I lift my gaze meeting his eyes and he pushes me away from the sink, turning off the faucet and breaking my trance like state. I realize with a jolt that I'd let the faucet running, water cascading into the sink and close to overflowing. My mind is a fucking mess, preoccupied and lost in a labyrinth of thoughts, rendering me disconnected from the present moment. It's as though I've been trapped in a whirlwind of internal chaos, unable to escape its relentless pull. Like a jigsaw puzzle missing crucial pieces, my thoughts are disjointed, scattered and difficult to grasp. They're flitting from one fragment to another, leaving me struggling to piece them together into a coherent whole.
Picking the small towel, I wipe my hands, the soft fabric brushing against my fingertips as I sit down. Malin and Tk also enter the garage with shopping bags in hand, placing them on the small wooden table at the centre and taking out takeouts and bottles of water. "We know you've not eaten lunch yet it's evening now. So eat." Tk pushes one of the takeout containers my way.
"Eat the damn food, idiot!" Malin shouts to me in irritation, a voice he rarely uses. "Or do you want us to spoon feed you because trust me, we're capable of doing that. This is what you always do whenever something is bothering you. You don't care about anything at all, not even your wellbeing. How can you stay a whole fucking day without eating anything?"
I hesitate for a moment, surprised and slightly annoyed at Malin's sudden outburst. Taking a deep breath, I pick the takeout container Tk has pushed to me, opening it and starting to eat, my stomach growling in response. It's been a long day for me and I've been so lost in work and my own thoughts that I completely forgot about lunch. I take bites after bites of the delicious food, savouring the flavours and a wave of relief washes over me, my hunger subsiding. My bestfriends know me so well that they can tell when something is bothering me and when I've not had anything to eat.
Jakoda catches me eyeing my phone a number of times and chuckles dryly, shaking his head. "She's not going to call or text you, so stop staring at your phone. Why would she do that when all you've been doing is ignoring her?"
I remain silent having nothing to say to him. He's right, why would Mia call or text me when every time she does, I don't pick her calls or answer her text messages.
"Are you waiting for her to leave you completely and forget about you?" Malin asks and that makes me glance at him. "Are you going to continue pushing her away until she's fully out of your reach, until she's gone forever?" Averting my gaze from him, I take a long sip of water, remaining silent once again. "Lucas, it's not healthy to harbour in your feelings. You of all people know that. So please, talk to us about how you're feeling." He begs in a pleading tone.
"I'm doing this for both Mia and I. I'm pushing her away for our sake." I finally manage to say.
Malin, Tk and Jakoda remain silent this time, their eyes full of sadness as they look at me.
"Is this what you really want, for her to turn and walk away for good?" Tk asks me this time. "Because as far as we all know, it's completely not what you want. You want to be with her with every bit of your energy and soul and be by her side. So make up your damn mind about what you want because when Mia finally decides to leave, she'll be gone forever. All this back and forth is hurting you both."
"It's not that simple and easy." I whisper in a breaking voice, Tk, Malin and Jakoda's eyes not leaving my sight even for a bit. "I'm already attached to her so deeply that when she'll eventually find me unworthy and leave, I'll be broken."
"I know it's scary but just follow your heart, let it lead you." Jakoda mutters behind me.
Turning around and facing him, I chuckle shaking my head. "Exactly which piece should I follow because my heart is in a million pieces."
"Why don't you give yourself a chance, even this once." Malin pleads with me sadly. "Open your eyes and heart to Mia because I'm sure you really want to. Push that fear away, let go and allow yourself to be happy. You're lying to yourself that being alone is what you need but deep inside all you want is for someone to stay, hold you and show you that you're worth everything good in life. That you're worth fighting for. Lucas you're also worthy of being loved."
I'm worthy of love.
I can't allow this fear control my life anymore. Pushing people away and denying myself happiness and the beauty of life only makes me weak, not strong. Instead of pushing Mia away, I should be fighting for her. She deserves a great man and I'm ready to do anything to be that man for her. I need to get my woman back, I only hope she hasn't gotten tired of me and walked away for good.
Getting up from the bench I pick my phone calling Mia but she doesn't pick up. I was expecting this and I don't blame her, not even one bit.
"Call her again, maybe her phone was out of reach the first time." Malin suggests me and Tk nods urging me to call too.
Calling Mia a second time, she doesn't pick up.
What do I do now?
Come on Lucas think of something, fast
I pick the keys to the motorcycle so I can ride to Mia's home to talk to her only to stop in my tracks after remembering something, the weight of my decision setting on me like a heavy fog. "Mia is no ordinary individual, her name is forever splashed in gossip magazines and paparazzi are always hovering over her like an ever present swarm of vultures, hungry for their next headline. I can't be seen with her in public. If I go to her home and some of them see me, it will ignite a frenzy of rumours and lots of speculations ."
"Damn, I forgot Mia is a former super model and famous celebrity. That's tough, so what are you going to do?" Jakoda asks and I don't answer since I still don't know what to do.
"We can go to her home and talk to her so she can come and meet you." Malin offers hastily offering to help. "We'll keep a low profile, you have nothing to worry about."
I hope their plan will be successful and Mia agrees to come meet me. I need to talk to her so we can clear things up. If I don't see her, I'll go crazy.
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🦋MIA🦋
As I step out of the jeep, a wave of relief washes over me. After an exhilarating journey, we've finally arrived back home. The gates stand tall and imposing, guarding the entrance of the mansion. The familiar scent of freshly cut grass mingles with the crisp evening air, signalling the end of a long day. London was a whirlwind of excitement and the concert we attended added a touch of magic to our journey. The three of us, Tommy, Vin and myself, had been counting down the days until we could witness our favourite band perform live. The anticipation had been palpable as we boarded one of my parents' private jets, jetting off to a city alive with the pulsating energy of music.
The concert itself was a sensory feast, an experience that enveloped us from the moment we stepped foot into the venue. The pounding bass reverberated through our bodies, synchronizing our heartbeats with the rhythm of the music. The stage was a kaleidoscope of lights, casting vibrant hues and intricate patterns that danced across the faces of the crowd. The air crackled with an electric energy, uniting thousands of fans in a shared passion for music. As the band appeared on stage, the cheers erupted, drowning out every other sound. I felt a surge of excitement and a sense of belonging, as if I were a part of something greater than myself. The band members' voices resonated with raw emotion, carrying us through a tapestry of songs that had become the soundtrack to our lives. Each lyric struck a chord deep within me, evoking a whirlwind of emotions.
Time seemed to stand still as the band poured their hearts into each performance. The world outside ceased to exist and I was completely immersed in the moment. The energy was infectious, spreading through the crowd like wildfire. We sang along with every word, our voices harmonizing with those around us. The bond we shared, not only with the band but also with fellow fans, created an unbreakable connection. And now, standing by the gates of our beloved home, the memories of those moments are still flooding my mind. Every single second of being there was worth it.
Opening the door to the backseat, I wake up Tommy and Vin who are still fast asleep. "We're already home, you lazy bones."
My eyes trail around only to settle on a familiar car, three of the last people I expected to see here leaning against it. What the hell are they doing all the way here?
Leaving Tommy and Vin in the Jeep, I quickly approach the three guys who have come all the way to my home as they stare at me. I'm still curious as to why they came all the way here. "You look hot and ravishing." Jakoda's eye linger on me, scanning me from head to toe and clearly checking me out. I roll my eyes at him, crossing my arms against my chest. I'm not surprised with what he has just said.
"Go tell your friend that I won't be a bother to him any longer. I already stopped calling and texting him, so he has nothing to worry about. He wanted to get rid of me and now I'm gone." I tell the three men and Jakoda instantly stops laughing.
"Actually that's the reason we're here." Malin speaks up, his tone firm and serious. "You and Lucas need to talk so all this back and forth bullshit can be put to an end." I raise my eyebrow at him and he sighs heavily. I'm confused.
"Look Mia, the idiot misses you like crazy. Every damn time his eyes are glued on his phone as he waits for your calls and text messages. He wants you so fucking bad and longs to be with you and see you. He's miserable without your annoying ass. The truth is, Lucas is only hesitant on admitting his feelings." Tk states and my eyes widen in surprise.
Malin taps him on the shoulder as Jakoda bursts out in laughter. "You're saying too much now." He then turns to me again. He and Lucas are the only ones in their group who mostly speak sense, the other two are obnoxious and always joke around. "You've been around Lucas for months and you understand him in a way most people don't and I'm sure deep down you know the reason why he has been pushing you away and why he distanced himself from you. All I'm trying to say is, please give him a chance to explain himself further. He really wants to talk to you. He was actually planning on coming here himself but couldn't because of the paparazzi."
Malin is right, Lucas and I need to talk. There are alot of things in my heart I want to let out and tell him because I can't keep it in any longer. He needs to know.
"Okay. I'll come to his house to meet him."
Jakoda, Tk and Malin smile at me, letting out a sigh of relief. They really care for Lucas for them to come all the way here for his sake.
"That's right. Come and claim your man, or take him back. Or shit like that, you understand what I'm trying to say." Tk utters and I nod stifling a laugh, his two friends next to him letting out a heavy sigh.
Before I can say another word, a raw of engines fill the air as a spectacle of opulence unfolds before our eyes. A convoy of super luxury cars speed past us, more than fifteen and one after the other heading to our home. My parents are holding the Kings and Queens Elite Club meeting today and these are the members now going for the meeting. "Holy shit." Jakoda's eyes widen as he admires all the cars speeding past us. "Malin have you seen that mesmerizing Mercedes G65 and G63, red Porsche, blue Audi, yellow Lamborghini, fiery red Ferrari, Mazda, Maserati, Lexus, BMW. Shit, all sorts of luxury super cars. Damn, these folks are heavily loaded, super and mega rich."
The massive gates swing open with a resounding creek and all the cars make their way through the entrance, gliding smoothly along the manicured driveway. As the cars come to a halt, a group of imposing figures emerge from within, bodyguards clad in tailored black suits. They position themselves near the gate, keeping guard and their vigilant eyes scanning the surroundings. "What's going on, is there a clandestine mafia meeting taking place in that mansion?" Malin asks curiously making me laugh.
"No, it's an Elite Business Club and the members are here for an important meeting." I answer and he nods still staring at all the bodyguards in black suits standing by the gate.
Remembering that my dad asked me to stay far away from Lucas and if he sees his friends here it'll be enough for him to know that I didn't do as he asked, I politely ask Jakoda, Tk and Malin to leave before trouble happens.
"We're having a get together party tonight for the new year's eve. This is the address for the place it will be at and Lucas will be there. You can come and meet him." Malin gives me a paper and I notice Lucas wrote the address himself since it's in his handwriting.
They get back inside the car driving off as I walk back to the mansion passing the bodyguards by the gate and heading straight to the house.
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Dressed in a brown bodycon off shoulder knitted sweater dress with nude heels, I slide into the driver's seat of my Jeep, checking the address one more time before driving to the place. I love this new Jeep especially the customized matte black interior that's enveloping the entire cabin. I've always wanted a Jeep and my parents finally got one for me as a christmas gift. My fingers wrap around the leather wrapped steering wheel, its smooth texture conveying a sense of control and precision. The scent of new car mingles with the fragrance of my perfume, creating a delightful sensory fusion.
As I venture out of town, the distant sounds of booming music gradually growing louder, captivating my attention and fuelling my curiosity. I navigate the winding roads, the sight of numerous cars and motorcycles parked along the roadside coming into view, indicating that I'm nearing my destination. And then, amidst the darkness, a mesmerizing spectacle unfolds before my eyes. A colossal bonfire illuminates the night sky, its flames dancing and flickering with an ethereal glow. The fire crackles and roars, casting a warm and inviting ambience on the surrounding area. Parking the jeep, I step out as anticipation and excitement builds within me. Alot of people are gathered here, eating and drinking in merry. Food stalls are around, presenting a mouthwatering array of culinary delights. It's 11.10 pm now and the clock will soon hit midnight, ushering a new year.
I try keeping myself stable on the rough gravel ground scattered with jagged stones with the heels I have on. I'm accustomed to wearing heels. There are many people here scattered all around, sitting on the several chairs, bonnets of their cars and on the motorcycles, talking in excitement while watching the enormous bonfire, some of them dancing. There are also a lot tempting snacks and drinks on the tables lined up. It's as if every individual has a story to share, their voices blending with the cackling of the fire.
Some of the people sitting close by start whispering in hushed tones amongst themselves the moment they set eyes on me, their gazes following my every move. Some steal quick glances, others openly staring, their curiosity unabashed. I walk past them continuing to look around for Lucas and his friends. I look lost and out of place now.
"Mia!" Someone shouts my name and I turn to face the source finding Jakoda leaning casually against a car with Malin and Tk next to him. Joining them they look at the brown off shoulder bodycon dress and nude heels I have on, my hair tied to a neat ponytail. Then I notice that everyone else is dressed casually and I'm the odd one out. "Have you lost your way. You look like you're going to a fancy dinner, a gala or walking the runway in one of those high profile fashion shows." Jakoda adds still looking at me up and down, clearly teasing me.
"Well, sometimes it's fun to make a statement and bring a touch of glamour to unexpected places. Plus, who says we can't dress up and enjoy ourselves?"
"If you say so, pretty lady."
"Shut it, you're always talking nonstop." Malin warns him.
"Why're you always silencing me. Don't piss me off." Jakoda throws back.
"That's because all you do is talk nonstop. Don't piss me off too." Tk is silent next to them busy drinking his beer, completely unbothered. I just stare at them awkwardly as they argue.
Tk goes to the snacks and drinks table coming back with a bottle of beer handing it to me. "There are burgers too if you want some." He points at them and I pick one of the barbecue bacon burgers taking a bite. It's tasty.
Busy eating, I hear the only voice that always makes my hear skip a beat. A voice I've missed dearly during the days we spent apart and was yearning to hear. "Chipmunk." Lucas's deep voice sounds behind me and I smile to myself slowly turning around to face him. He's wearing a rich earthy brown long sleeved turtleneck accentuating his strong arms. The fabric is hugging his torso, emphasizing the contours of his well defined muscles. The turtleneck's high collar frames his face, drawing attention to his chiseled jawline. His lower half is adorned with plaid pants that boast a mix of warm, autumnal hues. The pattern weaves together shades of brown, beige and hints of deep red, creating a visually striking display. The pants fit him perfectly, tailored to highlight his long, well toned legs and compliment his lean frame. Completing his ensemble are a pair of white sneakers, their clean lines and simplicity providing a sharp contrast to the intricate plaid pattern of his pants. The sneakers add a touch of casualness to his overall look, effortlessly blending comfort and style. I can't help but notice the accessories he's also wearing. A sleek silver watch and beaded bracelet gracing his wrist.
Lucas's features are strikingly handsome, with deep set expressive eyes that hold a glimmer of mischief and warmth. His dark hair, slightly tousled, adds to his allure, framing his face and drawing attention to his strong, masculine features. There's an air of confidence surrounding him, an effortless charisma that makes it impossible to look away. This is the first time I'm seeing him wearing an outfit that isn't either black or white. In this moment, as I feast my eyes on him, I'm reminded of the depth of my feelings for him. He's exuding a timeless, irresistible charm that makes my heart skip a beat, leaving me in awe of the stunning, gorgeous and undeniably sexy man standing before me.
"Lucas."
We both remain silent not knowing where to start, the weight of unspoken words hanging heavily in the air. We have so much to say to each other yet we don't know how to. In the stillness, our minds race, desperately trying to find the right words, the perfect combination that will bridge the gap between us.
"First, I'm sorry for pushing you away, avoiding you and leaving you wondering what's wrong." Lucas's voice trembles as he finally speaks, his eyes filled with regret. It's clear that he has carried this burden for a while, and now he's desperately sorting to express his feelings. "There's no reason enough to justify my actions. I thought I was doing what was best for you and I because I don't want to be a burden to you with all my insecurities and flaws. I don't want to burden you with the darkness that engulfs me and the constant battles I fight within. I also don't feel worthy of you. I see the light in you, the way you effortlessly shine and it terrifies me. The thought of attaching myself to someone as incredible as you, only to bring you down or cause you pain, is unbearable. I can't bear the thought of being the cause of your hurt. At the same time I don't want to get too attached to you only to also be hurt later in the end."
I only smile and he stares at me in surprise. He's expecting me to be upset because of all he has said but I'm not. I totally understand him. "I feel like I understand you and why you distanced yourself from me. I totally do because I was once doing the same thing. I pushed everyone away for fear of getting hurt. I built high walls to protect my fragile heart. I thought I was better off alone but then I realized that by doing that, I was breaking my own heart. Slowly I learnt to open up, let things go and let people in. It took a long time but I finally got there and I know with time you will too. Give your heart a chance and don't deny yourself love." Moving closer to Lucas, I end the space between us, gazing into his eyes. "You and I, we're the same. We've both been hurting within ourselves. Those insecurities, quirks, problems and flaws you have, I have them too. We're human and not perfect. We've both struggled with a lot in our past. We know what pain, defeat and heartache are and we fought our way out. That's why we're still here, standing strong. There's beauty in our brokenness and even in our darkest moments, we're capable of finding light."
Holding his hands in mine, a surge of electricity seems to pass between us, intensifying our connection. The warmth emanating from his hands envelop me, creating a comforting and secure atmosphere. With a deep breath, I close my eyes, allowing myself a moment to gather my thoughts and emotions before speaking. Opening my eyes once more, I lock my gaze with his, making sure he's seeing the sincerity in my expression. The words I'm about to say, hold immense weight and I want him to understand the depth of my feelings.
"So now, I'm not holding back anymore and just going to say it out loud for you to hear and know." I pause, my heart racing with anticipation, before continuing. "I like you so fucking much, and the more I fight it, the more it grows stronger." I take a moment to let my words sink in, watching his reaction closely. He takes a sharp intake of breath, enough to let me know that he's taken aback and surprised by the intensity of my confession. But I can't help it, I'm done hiding my emotions. "It just happened." I continue, my voice filled with raw honesty. "Lucas, every sense of mine is filled with you. From the way your eyes light up when you talk about something you're passionate about to the sound of your laughter that brings joy to my soul." I squeez his hands gently, reassuringly. "I like you with all your flaws and insecurities, every single part of you." I want him to understand the magnitude of what I'm saying, to know that this isn't a fleeting infatuation but a profound connection that has taken hold of me. "I'm okay with your weaknesses just as much as I'm okay with your strengths. You're worth holding on to. I've come to realize that you've become an irreplaceable part of my life, and I can't bear the thought of letting you slip away without knowing how much you mean to me. Here you are, trying to give me a million reasons to walk away. What you don't know is that I'll always find one to stay."
As I finish speaking, I hold my breath, waiting for his response and hoping that he feels the same way or atleast that my confession will open the door to a deeper conversation about our feelings. Lucas and I keep our eyes on each other, our hearts hammering against our chests. "Mia, please don't tell me you like me just so I don't feel bad because you feel sorry for me. Don't mess with my heart and feelings."
"Lucas I'm totally honest with you. Look into my eyes, they can never lie."
Lucas looks into my eyes for a long moment. His eyes, deep pools of emotions, reflect a mixture of longing, uncertainty and affection. With every passing moment, the intensity of his stare grows, drawing me deeper into a connection that transcends words. He looks away, resting his head on my shoulder and gently stroking my hair. His voice, soft and filled with sincerity, breaks the silence. "I don't know what you see in me that's worth fighting for, even when I act like an idiot." It's as if he can't fathom how someone can see beyond his flaws and mistakes, and yet, I do. "I know with time I'll learn to see myself through your eyes and live in the beauty life offers. What I need to let you know right now, is that I want you with every fiber of my being. I want to hold you close and never let go. Mia I'm completely surrendering to you and opening my heart to you. You have me. I surrender to you." He grabs my waist pulling me closer and I wound my arms around his neck as we smile gazing at each other in wonder. "I can't believe this is real, you being here with me."
In his words, I can feel the layers of him peeling away and revealing a soul that's surrendering itself to me completely. It's a profound act of trust and vulnerability, Lucas baring his heart and offering it to me, knowing that I'm the one who will cherish it and keep it safe.
Checking the large screen for the countdown, we notice it's 11:59 pm. The crowd gathers around the countdown screen, their eyes full of happiness and excitement as we stand on the precipice of a brand new year. The seconds are now dwindling with a relentless ticking.
"What do you wish for in the new year?" He asks and I take a moment to reflect, my mind wondering through the depths of my desires and aspirations. With a gentle smile, I close my eyes, allowing the power of my imagination to manifest my deepest longings. First and foremost, I wish for more happiness, not just fleeting moments of joy but a profound and enduring sense of contentment that permeates every aspect of my being. I yearn for a happiness that springs from within, independent of external circumstances and radiates to touch the lives of those around me.
Freedom and independence are the next wishes that take shape in my mind. I'm envisioning a life unencumbered by limitations and restrictions, when I have the agency to pursue my passions and forge my own path. I long for the liberation of my spirit, the ability to embrace my true self and the courage to break free from the shackles of conformity.
Fond memories hold a special place in my heart and I wish for an abundance of them in the coming year. I yearn for cherished moments with loved ones, laughter that echoes through the corridors of time and experiences that etch themselves indelibly into the tapestry of my existence. I hope to create a treasury of beautiful memories that I can revisit in times of nostalgia and find solace in their warmth. Above all, I yearn for peace. In a world often fraught with turmoil, I wish for a tranquil sanctuary within myself. I desire a quiet mind and a calm heart, able to navigate the storms of life with and equanimity. I seek a harmony that resonates with the world around me, fostering empathy, understanding and unity among humanity.
As the final seconds of the year tick away, I open my eyes, the weight of my wishes anchored within my soul. I gaze at Lucas and he turns backing me against the car, his lips crushing hard on mine just as the countdown reaches its climax and the clock hits midnight, a wave of jubilation erupting from the crowd. The fireworks go off, illuminating the night sky as he kisses me deeply with so much urgency and need, the only sound we can hear are of our hearts racing in our ears. Chills surge through me that I've never felt before, so new to me. I've never gotten this lost in a kiss before, the world around us fading into obscurity.
I kiss him back relishing how soft and warm his lips are against mine, a tender caress full of passion. It's slow and burns me alive as I cling to Lucas weakly, my shaky hands desperately fumbling with his shirt. Everything around us blurs and it's just us two. Everything else doesn't matter at this moment. Only Lucas and I.
I nip on his bottom lip as he pushes me back against the car, his arms tightening around me, fostering a sense of safety and deep compassion. My body and self restraint weakens by the second as the kiss grows heavy, Lucas kissing me harder. I don't feel anything else, only him, his lips and body against mine.
It gets hard for me breathe from the intensity of the kiss but I still want more of him, to feel every touch of his hands that are igniting a cascade of sensations in my entire body. He pushes his tongue in my mouth, tasting and devouring me, fully in control and swallowing each gasp and moan escaping my mouth, exploring every contour and curve. Slowly we both realize that all along we've been starving. He sucks on my tongue and in between the kiss I feel a metallic scent in my mouth. Gently biting his lower lip, I hold it between my teeth before letting go, the adrenaline in me still pumping and our hearts beating in symphony.
Lucas rests his forehead against mine, my hands caressing his chest. He places his right hand on top of the car as we both try to catch our breathes that are still stuttered, our eyes closed. It's at this moment that we both realize we've been waiting for each other forever and finally found where we rightfully belong. "I've been yearning to kiss you." His voice is barely more than a whisper, his hands still lingering on my skin. "I couldn't wait any longer. I don't think I'll ever get enough of your soft lips against mine." Slowly he runs his thumb over my bottom lip.
I open my eyes, his warm breath fanning my face as he kisses my forehead, cheek and the corner of my mouth. My hands are still caressing his chest, up and down as he holds the back of my neck sliding down to my curves. All I can do is stare at him, moving my hands to his silky hair and running my fingers through it as he gazes at me. "We're in the middle of so many people. We have company." I whisper breathlessly, my cheeks flushing red as his eyes that are blazing with hunger roam over me, devouring me. Slowly he leans in for another kiss.
"I already forgot where we are." He glances around to everyone still shouting, cheering and dancing in celebration for the new year. Fireworks are still illuminating the night sky, painting vibrant colours across the darkness. It's as if the universe itself is celebrating the birth of new dreams and possibilities. "Mia you know me, I don't care about anything. Whenever you're in my arms, I don't even know what to do with myself." He lifts me and I wrap my legs around his waist, my back still against the car.
"You're shameless." Smiling at him, he winks at me admitting that he's indeed shameless and doesn't need to hide it.
"Give me a kiss, then I'll consider putting you down."
I can't help but laugh, biting my lower lip. "Consider?" Without hesitation, I lean in, my lips meeting his in a soft tender kiss. Finally, he releases his hold on me, allowing my feet to touch the ground once again. Smiling to myself, I touch my lips forgetting how to breath once again while still in disbelief that Lucas and I have kissed and it's the best kiss I've had my whole life, consuming, soft, gentle and hard all at the same time. It's everything. A kiss full of raw emotions with our lips fitting together like pieces of a puzzle, blending and fitting perfectly.
It feels so good, so right.