There was no furniture in the house, no beds, no nothing. They did however, by a miracle, have the phone hooked up, and called out for pizza. After the pizza arrived, everyone sat down in the living room.
Justice by Taylor, like always, Ike by Justice, Emerald sat across from Justice and Zac sat beside her.
It seemed as if everything was around her. She felt every uncomfortable.
“Soo let’s talk, nothing else to do.” Taylor tried to make the mood lighter.
“Justice, are you okay? Cause earlier you seemed kinda distant.” Ike asked as he took a pretty good-sized bite out of the pizza.
Instantly she looked up and wiped her mouth, “Yeah, I’m fine. I just didn’t feel well.”
Justice once again lay on the covers, almost asleep, and then she felt a hand on her back. It was warm and comforting, then she felt another, slowly they began to move all over her back.
Then she felt the pressure of the hands being raised. She sighed, and then she felt the hands again only they were warmer, and she could feel them on her bare back. She inhaled slowly, then she felt the air close in around her head. She knew someone was by her ear.
“Don’t get up, don’t move until I’m through. Just lay there and enjoy.” Taylor voiced.
Justice did as she was told.
“I have known you for almost four years now. I know when your birthdate is, I know your favorite fruit, I know your favorite food. I know you so well that I could speak for you in any debate, conversation, or song.”
“And in those years, I have come from thinking your strange, to laughing beside you and doing some stuff that you would do. To getting my heart ripped from my chest everytime I saw you cry, to crying with you, and from wanting to hold you.”
“I slowly over the years realized that I would gladly die for you. I would give anything and everything to see you happy. I’ve studied you, and I love what I have studied. I love everything about you, your laugh, your yelling, your touch, I love you.”
Justice laid there and silently thanked god.
“Say what you like, but please say something. ‘Taylor your stupid, I hate you and never want to see you again,’ ‘Taylor get out of my sight,’ ‘Taylor I’m flattered, now leave.’ ”
“It seems you don’t know that well... because if you could speak for me, you would hear me say, ‘Taylor it’s about time.’” Justice said as Taylor pulled his hands out from under her shirt.
She turned over, she took his hand and kissed it softly, then she placed on her other hand. She sat up and looked at him, then she softly placed his hair behind his ear.
“I have waited four years, to fell your lips on my skin,” Taylor smiled, “Four years for your kiss.”
She smiled up at him, “I haven’t kissed you.”
“Your soft lips grazed the skin on my hand, I have wait four years for that and hopefully more.” He whispered.
Justice leaned forward and slowly but firmly placed her lips on his. When she pulled back he placed his thumb on her bottom lip.
“Four years, for that single, kiss. Four years.”
She smiled softly, “Can’t believe I waited four years to do that.”
