Chapter fourty-one
I want you close
Heartbeat
When it was night, everyone of us went to the room they were staying in. It was quite and dark just like every other night in here, I stared at the ceiling not able to sleep. I breathed in and out as I collected my courage and got out of my room and headed to Clyde's.
I reached for the door knob slowly, and turned it quietly in case he was asleep. But as I stepped inside, he jumped up, ready to attack.
"It's just me," I assured, he relaxed and leaned back on his beds frame.
"Are you okay?" He asked, I nodded.
"Can I-" I stutterd, shifting in my place. "Can i maybe-" he smiled wide and gave me some space on the Bed, without me having to ask.
I smiled as I walked slowly towards and and climbed next to him. I lied down and stared at the ceiling. I could feel his hand brushing mine slightly, I turned to face him and took his hand in mine. I stared into his eyes for a while before shifting closer to him and hurried my face in his chest, lying on his arms. He wrapped his arms around me gently, and I inhaled deeply.
This is where I want to be, in his arms is what I always dreamed about, but I never knew until now.
I took his hand, breathing heavily with my heartbeats increasing every second. I placed his hand gently on my stomach, then brushed it all the way up to my heart, where it didn't stop beating.
"You feel that?" I asked softly, he nodded taking the feeling in, "it's beating for you, no one but you."
He swallowed then placed his hand on my Chin, turning my head to face him as he placed light kissed on my forehead. Then he pecked my lips slowly, repeatedly.
"I-" I spoke through his kisses. "Love You."
I love you felt not enough, if there was a more powerful word than I love you i would have said it, but there isn't. Which hurts my heart that I cannot express the way I feel about him.
I drew myself closer to him without breaking his soft kissed, that his shirtless chest rested on mine. I brushed my hand on through his hair smoothingly.
My eyes grew heavier, his kisses and the feeling of his soft hair was the last thing I remember before I drifted off to sleep.