wanted since the first day you slapped me.” A small laugh vibrated through his chest and bounced me head. “I feel like I can’t have both.” He let out a loud sigh.
Inside, my heart was breaking. I have always known that there was something between Gray and me; I could just never admit it to myself. When he finally told me how he felt I pushed it away, thinking it was absurd. Now, he was all I wanted but the thought of possibly losing him killed me.
“We can try.” My voice came out smaller than I intended and lacked the conviction I wanted him to hear.
He was immediately pushing himself up into a sitting position, bringing me along with him. He grabbed both of my hands in his and looked me right in the eye. “Really? You would do that for me?” I could see the excitement pulsing through him. This is what he was hoping for, and who was I to take it away?
“Of course. I’m not promising it will work, but I am at least willing to try. I meant it when I said I love you Gray. I want this just as much as you do.” I pulled one of my hands from his and brushed my thumb across his bottom lip. “Just promise me that I am enough.” I pushed my lips against his and quickly pulled back waiting for his answer.
“You will always be enough for me. You’re more than enough Bennett.” His lips found mine and I could feel him putting all of his emotion behind this kiss. He meant it. I could feel it in my bones.
We both lay back down on the bed to settle in for sleep. “I love you Bennett.” He whispered as he kissed the top of my head.
“I love you too Gray.”
Nine
The next few weeks flew by. Gray and I spent every waking minute together. We would wake up and make breakfast together, watch movies, go out to dinner, anything we could think of. We never talked about his having to leave and I never brought it up. I had a million questions that I needed answers to, but I would keep them at bay. There was no need to let my own insecurities become his.
We never went to another party and Hannah never invited us. I had called to tell her about Gray and I the day after the party. Gray had run home to get some clothes and I took that opportunity to fill her in, on all the details. She seemed happy for me, but I almost felt like she was a little bit jealous.
Today was the day before Gray had to leave and my emotions were running at an all time high. I was trying my best to play happy everyday, but today it was eating away at me. Gray was in the middle of making us breakfast while I was showering. I climbed out of the shower and wrapped my towel tightly around my body. I woke up feeling a little bit queasy but hoped it would go away after a hot shower. I wasn’t that lucky. I slid my hand across the mirror removing the fog and noticed how pale I looked.
Maybe I was getting the flu or something. Gray’s mom had said that there was something going around. I quickly dressed and did my hair and makeup. We had decided that we would go to the cemetery today with Gray’s mother. I hadn’t been there since my parent’s funeral, and Gray had only made it back to his dad’s once since his funeral. It seemed fitting that on his last day here, he would say good-bye.
I ran the straightener through my hair, just enough to flatten out the fly a ways and then brushed some waterproof mascara through my lashes. I slipped my black sleeveless Chanel dress on that Grays’ mother had bought me for my eighteenth birthday this past summer. With one final look in the mirror, I headed out towards the delicious smell coming from the kitchen.
“What are you making? It smells delicious.” I ran my hand down Gray’s back before giving a small pinch to his backside.
“Hey now, don’t be sexually harassing the cook.” He smirked.
I put both hands in the air. “Never.” I winked.
I sat down at the kitchen table and watched Gray move gracefully around my kitchen. He was