A Daydream Away

Jack’s POV

I didn’t see Alex for the rest of the day. I escaped the lunch room right after my big speech, since Max was not pleased with the way I handled his threats, and I was afraid that he was going to set me on fire.
Instead, I waited on the park bench where we first met. Smiling, I laid down on the bench, staring up at the clear, sunny sky.
The sky was beautiful in Baltimore. No one could deny that. But today, it seemed more beautiful than usual. Maybe because for once, I was pretty sure everything was going to be okay.
“You look like you could use a ride.” A voice spoke from behind me, clear as the sky above.
I jumped off the park bench and faced the owner of the voice. Standing there was Alex, grinning like a school girl and blushing like one too.
There was nothing I could possibly say to respond. No words could come close to explaining what I was feeling, and I was afraid I would mess everything up again. I wasn’t quite sure where we stood. Were we friends? Strangers? Did he forgive me? Did he love me?
Alex seemed to hear all the questions that were spinning through my head. He stared at me for a moment, silent thoughts turning in his brain, and his beautiful eyes studying me.
Finally, he sucked in a deep breath, and took a step closer to me. And then another and another until we were almost touching.
I didn’t have time to breathe before he pressed his lips to mine in a silent whisper of forgiveness.
I smiled into his lips, drunk in my newfound freedom. I slipped my fingers through the belt loops on his jeans and pulled him so close that he could probably hear what I was thinking. His arms quickly spun around my neck, and his head leaned lazily to the side so our noses wouldn’t jab each other.
It was a moment I’d never forget. No one could take this away from me. There was no way I would let anyone ever touch what we had again. To hell with all of them. All I needed was this boy who was in front of me.
He giggled into my lips, causing me to do the same. Finally, he pulled away, smiling in a way I’d never seen him smile before.
“Well, do you need a ride?” he questioned, a blush set deep into his cheeks.
“Yes I do.” I grinned. He laughed, taking a step forward to head towards his house.
I took his hand and zipped my fingers through his. Together, we melted away the stares of the students passing by, sculpting them into a standing ovation.
Could I be any happier? No. Nothing in this world could make me happier than his boy that I had so quickly fell in love with. I wouldn’t trade him for a billion dollars or a life of luxury or anything else I’d ever wished for before. I could be the poorest man in the world and still be happy, as long as he was with me.
I turned to face him, and the look in his bright eyes told me that he felt exactly the same as I did.
I squeezed his hand gently, as if to make sure he was still there. He squeezed mine back and together, we made our way to his house.
“What are we?” he said, breaking into the comfortable silence we had been sharing.
I paused, trying to think of a response that didn’t make me sound like an idiot.
“Well, I’d love it if you were my boyfriend.” I replied, rubbing my thumb gently over his.
“Fine, but only if you make me some brownies.” He said, his voice in mock seriousness.
“So much for keeping this just friends.” I mumbled, remembering the time when that was all we were.
“Shut up and kiss me” he laughed, tugging on my arm.
And so I did.
We stood in the middle of the sidewalk, kissing each other gently, abusing this luxury we had just now acquired.
Finally, we finished our walk to his house, and he opened the door to his little dog and his warm house where we’d became friends a little over a month ago. Everything felt so much warmer than it had that day… probably because this time I wasn’t sopping wet.
Alex turned to me, causing our eyes to meet and my soul to smile. He paused, taking me in, and then spoke softly.
“Oh, and I love you too.”

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