In my dreams I could see her. She was so happy, applying lipstick to her lips. “Where are you going mummy?” I would ask her, fascinated by what she was doing.
“I’m going out.” She would say with a cheeky grin on her face. This always lit up my world.
“Aren’t you going to watch my performance mummy? You said you would.”
“I’m sorry darling. I’m just … busy”
I remember times like those when I was very young, I honestly did think she was just busy, but what I didn’t know, was what she was busy doing.
“Mummy are you going to be coming back?” I would ask with a glistening hope in my eyes, always knowing that her reply to my question would be yes.
“Yes. Ofcourse I am darling, I’d never leave you.”
The next day at school I decided to skip first lesson as I was such a mess and couldn’t be bothered facing anyone. When lunch time came around, I went to the old oak tree down at the field so I could sit down in peace.
As I was getting out my vege wrap I saw a figure standing before me. “Oh it’s you.” I said with a sad smile. “Come sit.” He did exactly that.
As usual, the weather was close to freezing but the strange thing was Justin wasn’t even wearing a jumper. “Are you cold?” I asked with suspicion. He thought for a moment and then nodded, urging himself closer to me. I could feel his skin brushed up against mine, and for once in the whole time I knew him, he was warm. I noticed he wasn’t wearing gloves today, infact he didn’t need to.
I looked up into his eyes and for once in my life could really see the history behind them. He looked sad, and heartbroken as if something terrible had happened to him in his life, but also looked so happy and peaceful. Before I knew it I could feel myself closing my eyes and leaning closer to him, being embraced by his firm arms and the heat of his body next to mine. I could feel his breath against my face as I continued leaning in for the kiss, and so did he. His lips softly brushed up against mine before he pulled back to look at me. “Is this okay?” he asked in a whispered hush. I nodded quickly before wrapping my arms around his neck and bringing his lips back to mine. As I kissed him I could feel my heart racing faster and my body yearning for him. He picked up on this as he slowly pushed me down onto my back and continued to kiss me passionately.
Not long after that the bell decided to ring. We both quickly brushed off our clothes and walked to class, hand in hand.
In H.P.E I couldn’t stop thinking about the kiss we shared on the field that day, it was more then a kiss, it was as if he was ready to open up to me about everything. I only needed to give him more time.
“Hello.” David said with a smile. I quickly turned around, startled by his voice. He was wearing a long basketball shirt with gym shorts. “It’s nearly valentines day.” He said with a smirk on his face. Obviously it was, wasn’t it? “I was wondering if you wanted to be my valentines.”
“No!” I said, a little too quickly. “I don’t like you, alright. Please go away.” He ignored this and decided to hang around a little longer, just to piss me off. I really wanted to punch that pretty little face off him.
“Is this douche bag bothering you?” Justin said as he approached. I nodded and then wrapped my arm in his. “She said go away, so I’d do it if I were you.” This made David snicker.
“Oh really? Maybe you should be a bit more honest with your little girlfriend over here.” He said while averting his eyes to me, too look me up in down. I swear I was going to vomit. “He hasn’t told you has he?”
“Leave.” Justin said, stepping forward. Justin was much taller than David, and honestly looked way more intimidating.
“Whatever, just don’t come crying to me when she hates you for it.” He winked, and with that, he was gone.
“What was that about?” I questioned Justin. He looked down guiltily but ignored my question. I really hated when he did that, but he must not be ready to tell me. So I shall wait.
After class I went home with Justin to his apartment, and lied down on his bed reading my favourite magazine “Vouge”. He slumped down beside me and gave me a quick smile before rolling over and falling asleep. He slept for what seemed like hours, and well. Was hours. But I couldn’t care less, I was stuck into the book of fashion, it was a real getaway for me.
After a couple of hours I grew hungry so I decided to write a note for Justin just in case he woke up while I was buying dinner. “Hey, Justin. I’m just going out to pick up something to eat. I won’t be too long!”
When I got back, he was awake and more happy than ever to see me. “I got Chinese.” I said with a cheesy grin. He welcomed me with a tight embrace which made my heart melt. “Justin, can I ask you something?” I said, now shy as I put down the food on the bench.
He hesitated for a moment. “Of course.” He finally said. I walked over to him and brushed my lips quickly against his.
“Do you like me?” I asked, quietly. But loud enough for him to hear me. He looked down at the ground and sighed.
“No. I don’t like you.” He murmured. “I love you, Laurel.” With this he pulled me to him and placed his arms around my waist before pulling me onto the bed and lying on top of me. “And I really hope you feel the same way.”
I couldn’t believe what he had just said. “He. Loved. Me?” Was he serious? At this time my heart felt like it was one again, that every worry in the world was fixed by those three beautiful words. I closed my eyes and softly placed my lips against his for a few seconds before pulling back and looking into his eyes. “I love you too.” I said while wrapping my arms around his back. “But, I’m hungry.” I giggled while pushing at his chest. He quickly jumped off the bed and headed for the kitchen. I followed.
That night I didn’t return home to see my miserable dad, I just couldn’t face him. Instead I tried to block out the memory of mom and just move on, I couldn’t let it get to me.
“Are you cold?” Justin asked as he began to shut the window. I nodded while pulling the blanket up to my chin. “That’s not good.” He said as he walked over and got in himself. He cuddled up to me and I rested my cheek on his arm. His body heat was amazing.
“That’s a lot better.” I said with a grin. He leaned over and kissed me on the nose.
“Goodnight Laurel.” He said as he placed his arm back around my waist. I could feel the hotness of his body against mine, and for some reason this disallowed me to sleep, and for him I assumed that to, because he couldn’t seem to take his eyes off me. “You’re beautiful.” He said atlas with a cheeky grin on his face.
Nothing happened after that, even though I really hoped that something would. We both went to sleep peacefully and woke up to be welcomed by the weekend. Cheers for that.