Flashes of Our Endless Summer Love
Chapter 10: Nighthawks
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You decide to enjoy your free period outside, but I still have class, Alex. I can see you through the window. You’re leaning against the tree, looking up at the clouds. You never appreciated windows before you met me, Alex, and now you seem to have lost your appreciation again. You don’t care what happens on the other side. There was a time you couldn’t take you eyes off my window. I can still remember it clearly, can you, Alex?
It was the evening. I hadn’t seen you that entire day. It might have been the holidays and we might have both been free, but we had our own days as well. I was in my bedroom with the curtains open and the lights on. There was something I had been hoping to see in the night sky that evening, but it was overcast.
Instead, I decided it was going to be a pajamas in bed evening. I pulled off all my clothes and walked over to my bed to grab my pajamas from underneath my pillows. But then I saw you. I happened to glance out of my window and saw you standing in your own bedroom, staring right at me.
You were gaping, much like the night I called you a Jason. I loved the effect I had on you. You didn’t even snap out of it and act like you weren’t sneaking a peak. I thought I would humour you and have some fun myself.
I turned in the opposite direction and sauntered up to my stereo. All I did was press the play button and the sound of the soft music we were listening to a few days before started sounding through the speakers again. Back then, we were up on the roof, looking at the stars. This time, I gently moved along with the melody.
I made sure to stand where you could see me. You continued to watch, making me show off all the angles of my body.
And then you disappeared.
I was confused. Did your parents call you to another room? Did you decide you had enough? Was something more important? But then I heard the doorbell ring. I ran downstairs to meet you and let you in. You immediately kissed me and I slammed the door shut before anybody else could see me naked.
I took you back upstairs to my bedroom where the music was still playing. You were holding me close and tightly, your breath forming goosebumps on my skin. I was longing for you and you were craving me.
“Look at the stars,” you breathed out as you looked up at my ceiling.
I looked up as well, trying to guide us to my bed. “For nights like this. When there’s not a single star in the sky.”
“I should get some as well.”
“You should.” I caressed your cheek and guided you back down to kiss me.
You made me jump up and wrap my legs around your waist. Being with you was one of the most euphoric feelings. Like there was nothing that could go wrong. I was safe with you. You laid me down on the bed carefully and climbed on top.
That was the night your parents found out about us. You weren’t the only one who could look through my window and see what was happening. They didn’t stop us, they let us be. But now I long for them to have done so. Anybody could have looked inside my window, Alex. Everybody could have. Yet, you didn’t care.
You decide to enjoy your free period outside, but I still have class, Alex. I can see you through the window. You’re leaning against the tree, looking up at the clouds. You never appreciated windows before you met me, Alex, and now you seem to have lost your appreciation again. You don’t care what happens on the other side. There was a time you couldn’t take you eyes off my window. I can still remember it clearly, can you, Alex?
It was the evening. I hadn’t seen you that entire day. It might have been the holidays and we might have both been free, but we had our own days as well. I was in my bedroom with the curtains open and the lights on. There was something I had been hoping to see in the night sky that evening, but it was overcast.
Instead, I decided it was going to be a pajamas in bed evening. I pulled off all my clothes and walked over to my bed to grab my pajamas from underneath my pillows. But then I saw you. I happened to glance out of my window and saw you standing in your own bedroom, staring right at me.
You were gaping, much like the night I called you a Jason. I loved the effect I had on you. You didn’t even snap out of it and act like you weren’t sneaking a peak. I thought I would humour you and have some fun myself.
I turned in the opposite direction and sauntered up to my stereo. All I did was press the play button and the sound of the soft music we were listening to a few days before started sounding through the speakers again. Back then, we were up on the roof, looking at the stars. This time, I gently moved along with the melody.
I made sure to stand where you could see me. You continued to watch, making me show off all the angles of my body.
And then you disappeared.
I was confused. Did your parents call you to another room? Did you decide you had enough? Was something more important? But then I heard the doorbell ring. I ran downstairs to meet you and let you in. You immediately kissed me and I slammed the door shut before anybody else could see me naked.
I took you back upstairs to my bedroom where the music was still playing. You were holding me close and tightly, your breath forming goosebumps on my skin. I was longing for you and you were craving me.
“Look at the stars,” you breathed out as you looked up at my ceiling.
I looked up as well, trying to guide us to my bed. “For nights like this. When there’s not a single star in the sky.”
“I should get some as well.”
“You should.” I caressed your cheek and guided you back down to kiss me.
You made me jump up and wrap my legs around your waist. Being with you was one of the most euphoric feelings. Like there was nothing that could go wrong. I was safe with you. You laid me down on the bed carefully and climbed on top.
That was the night your parents found out about us. You weren’t the only one who could look through my window and see what was happening. They didn’t stop us, they let us be. But now I long for them to have done so. Anybody could have looked inside my window, Alex. Everybody could have. Yet, you didn’t care.
