Maybe...this car could be fixed up

I stopped at the door, tears running down my face. Jerry stood in the middle of my pathway, his face slightly distraught and melancholy. I paused at the door, and stared at him for a while. 

I walked up to him quickly and hugged him tightly. To be honest, I really didn't want to let go. We just hugged and I let my tears escape in his arms. I felt slightly protected, like Jerry would kill Ethan before he got close to me.

Maybe I did like Jerry, but I just hadn't seen it yet. I looked up at him, and he looked down at me. Suddenly it started to rain, but we stood there, staring at each other. My parents would run out and tell me to come inside soon, I had to be quick.

Our faces were inches apart, close enough for me to feel is ice-cold breathe that smelt slightly of mint. He wiped my tears away, and held my face in his hands. 

Then, reaching up on my toes, I brushed my lips against his. I kissed his lips, and felt him kissing back. Then letting go, I hugged him again and we ran under my porch.

"Maybe...this car could be fixed up..."I whispered to him. He smiled.

"Well you know, maybe it could." He replied, leaning down for just one more kiss that I wish would be able to last forever.

The End

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