morethanthis

To feel her lips against mine was something I can only describe as heaven. They were soft and gentle, with a subtle taste of cherry. I closed my eyes and responded to her kiss, and the kiss went on for almost an entire minute. I pinched myself in the a bit sunburnt skin on my arm to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. Stupidly enough I had forgotten to bring sunscreen with me, and I’ve been sitting out in the sunshine waiting for Victoria all day so I guess I had it coming. It stinged. I packed hairwax, but sun protection I forgot. My arm hurt when I pinched it and I almost screeched. But it was a good pain. It meant this wasn’t a scene made up in my head, a hallucination like so many times before. Back home, I had woke up nearly every night only to discover I had a recurring dream that I actually met Victoria again. But I realized it was only long lived fantasies. Until today.

”What does this mean?” I asked when the kissed stopped. I could feel a blushing attack coming. Not now not now, worst timing. I wanted to bury my burning face in a garbage can.

”It means there’s nobody else on my mind, and that you don’t have to worry about how you should have kissed me anymore.” She smiled and gave me a peck on the cheek. Which now were a pure colour of bright red. I sighed loudly, and she noticed.

”You’re so cute when you’re blushing.” She chuckled.

”Well.” I shook it off, no I wasn’t.

”I-” I interrupted myself and stared at the ground. Oh my god.

”You...?” Victoria asked questioning. She gave me a wondering look.

Crap. How do I save myself out of this situation?

”I...’ve missed you!” My pitch went higher as I nervously finished that very quickly made up sentence. Wow. I had been this close to telling her ’I love you’, and it’s way too soon for that. She’d probably freak out and discretly wave off my words, to then walk away and say ”I’ll call you” but never do.

”I’ve missed you loads.” She smiled. ”Honestly. I haven’t been able to even look at another guy for the entire summer.”

Just as my first blush had gone down, these words made it come right back like a boomerang.

”Same.” I replied. That couldn’t have been more unpersonal. I fought the urge to facepalm. During this one minute conversation I had already embarrassed myself twice.

”Victoria, listen...” I started and took her hands, rubbing the top of them gently. I could feel a subtle tremble in them. I made her nervous about what I was about to say. That’s so cute. No wait it’s not. I don’t want to make her nervous.

”Stop shaking. I’m not about to tell you dying.” I giggled. She laughed and pulled herself together.

”You know about One Direction, so you mean who Harry is?”

Victoria nodded.

”You know when we were sitting on the beach, and Liam came running like a mad man?”

”Yeah, your friend was missing!” She yelled out loud. ”You found her right? Please tell me you found her.”

”We did.” I assured her. I felt her exhaling in relief.

”Back to what I was saying. The friend who dissaperad that night’s name is Emma. She and Harry are getting married this Sunday-”

”Are they getting married?!” Victoria exclaimed, covering her mouth with her hands in excitement. ”That’s amazing!”

"I know I’m so happy for them.” I agreed happily. Victoria was buzzing and I had to make her come back down to earth by waving in front of her face to catch her easily lost focus.

”The wedding means I kind of need to fly back to England.”

”Oh.” Victoria’s arms stopped being tense in a way that made me feel like she was giving up on us.

”Stop it. I’m not saying goodbye.” I whispered.

”You’re not? Because it sounds like it.”