I leaned my head behind him while smiling. It's like I don't want this to end. I want to live like this as long as we live.
Together, cuddle, and have fun.
“I'm done, Mia, You're not done there yet?” He says laughing. I smiled at Jr.'s question then shook my head and pressed my head hard behind him.
"I don't want to leave here," I said. "Just here forever while hugging you." He turned slowly to face me. When he met me he smiled then gave me a hug in return.
"Do you want a hug like this?" he asked and we both hugged each other.
"Hmph!" is just my simple answer.
"Okay." He tightened his hold on me even more and I could feel the grip of what he was doing. "It's really nice to be hugged by the person you love," he added.
"Yes, I just felt it now," I said while closing my eyes.
"Why doesn't your first boyfriend hug you?" I looked at him but I wasn't angry. "The one you traded for me, that's your first boyfriend, isn't it?"
I just laughed and then shook my head not in response but because I was worried about something. I just worried that he wasn't my first boyfriend, even though he was the one I first loved.
“No? He's weak,” he added.
"Just once, because Dylan isn't a clingy person, he's sweet in other ways." He nodded at me. “Why do you always mention him? Move on.” I laughed saying.
“Nothing, I just remember. I could see then that he also loves you the way he knows,” he said and hugged me tighter.
“Yeah, that's true. But let's not talk about him and I'm sure he's happy in life or maybe he's married.”
"I'm just happy because you didn't go to the wrong person." I looked up and met his gaze. "But I'm happier, because you come back and you're mine again, and this time you're really mine," he added.
Jr. and I stared at each other for a moment until we both looked in different directions. It goes to everyone's lips.
I was swallowed. I can’t explain how I feel. I’m excited that I don’t know. I feel a butterfly swarming in my stomach. My entrails want to party. My chest seems to be beating too fast. Slowly Jr.'s face dropped to my face.
"I love you, Mia."
"I love you, too."
I close my eyes when his lip hits mine. It was just a touch but it had a strange effect on me.
I can't explain how I feel now but my lips moved voluntarily to resist his kiss. The two of us hugged while savoring the sweetness of each other’s lips.
"Oh! porn!" We both let go and were both embarrassed to hear Janel scream. He scratched his head and then averted his eyes. “Just keep going, pretend I didn't see you. I'm sorry and I didn't know you were here.”
We still looked at each other and even though both embarrassed were at the same time amused. It's embarrassing that my sister caught us, but if I'm given the chance to repeat that. I will not hesitate to repeat.
HOLDING the sticky note and ballpen I stood in front of my books. I smiled as I looked at them one by one. I write a note while reading the titles one by one.
I wrote the note I sat across from the laptop when Janel enter.
“Mia, I will go to the store. Do you have anything to need?” I just shook my head in response. "What are you doing?" she asked then came over and stood behind me.
“Writing a note, I want to draft a plot and characters. I will make an outline per chapter.”
"Will you write again?" she asked so I looked at him with a smile.
"Yes, I will try, but I want to write that it will be a happy ending for Jr. and me."
"WAhhhhhhhh!" she shouted once hugging me. "Mia, I'm so happy."
"What are you, not yet started," I laughed saying.
“Even though, I'm still happy because my sister is back. It's good that you thought of writing again,”
"There are as many thoughts and ideas in my mind, they have all accumulated and it looks like I need to release them to lighten my mind."
“Yes Mia, with the amount of happening in your life, you have a lot of ideas today. Not just an idea somewhere, but an idea from reality.”
"Yes, as long as there is a happy ending to make the writing feel better." Janel is so happy while looking at me.
A lot has happened in my life, I’ve been through a lot since I left writing. Maybe I can share a lot with readers. Marla is right, my story is what my readers love. Now I have another happy ending that I can share with my readers and not just an idea but based on my love story.
It's only a matter of time and I know that I can go back to writing because it's not just happy endings or characters that will make me happy. But I also have a happy ending as an author.