Taylor
I sat in the van on our way back to the hotel lost in my own thoughts, a strange hazy feeling overwhelming me, and my heart beginning to feel the familiar ache that I felt When Callista wasn't by my side. I was so veiled by the essentially impenetrable bubble of enchantment and adulation that Callista left around me that I didn't notice what was going on around me. Mikeala was giving me death stares while at the same time ignoring the fact that I was present in more than a physical sense. Noah was also aggravated with me, he apparently did not want me near Callista no matter what the cost, so he too was ignoring me, but I could care less.
When we finally reached the hotel I immediately found my bed in the room Noah and I were sharing and I dropped into it, falling asleep upon collision. My head still felt strange and my heart throbbed in response to her absence but there was no other cure for my ailment than to see her again. My body was tired and my soul was too. It was like for 14 (almost 15) years my soul has been searching for it's other half. Today I found her, and now my soul can take a much-needed break. So I fell asleep with Callista on my mind, knowing that the sooner I slept the sooner I could be with Callista again and my life could start.
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I walked up the staircase, shuddering as I passed under the mistle-toe and headed for Callista's room. She was still asleep according to her parents but they sent me to wake her up anyway. I was still a little discombobulated without her but, being in the same house as she was comforted me some.
I slowly pushed open the massive door to her room and slowly made my way across the room to her bedside. Looking down I could see her radiant face and I abandoned my last shred of self-control and reached downward and gently stroking her cheek. I ran my finger lightly over her fluid jaw, the feeling of her skin against my finger, made me quiver inside. She was so perfect, so gorgeous, she was everything I could want and more. I'm guessing that even if she had some mere imperfection I would never notice it. There was something about her as a person in general, her personality, whatever, that took over my presence and clouded my mind with sheer enchantment and passion. I knew now that I wanted to be with her forever, but at 15 we had so much of life to live. Would she feel the same way as me, would we last that long, or would my world come crashing down around me?
I absentmindedly began to twist one of her silky curls through my fingers as I watched her peacefully sleep. I noticed every little aspect of her face and gentle body as she slept. The way her chest rhythmically rose and fell with each fragile breath she took. The serene look on her face, the way her full pouty lips lay, to the way the light filtered through her curtains and illuminated her delicate facial features. I knew that I would remember the way she looked from now until the end of my time.
I was sitting there thinking about how she could probably not look more purely endearing when she proved me wrong. Her piercing green eyes fluttered open behind long, dark lashes, and she looked directly into mine. I wanted to melt from the look she gave me, but I didn't have enough time to melt before she pulled me down next to her.
"I missed you last night." she whispered her voice still groggy.
"I missed you too�" I would've gone on but her satiny lips pressed against mine. Her mouth opened slightly, allowing my tongue to enter. I ran my tongue gently over her teeth, and let it mingle with hers. The kiss was gentle passionate at the same time, I'd never had a kiss like that. Then again no one I've ever kissed has meant quite so much to me. I never wanted the moment to end, but once again we were cut off just as things were getting good. although this time the stakes were raised a little because now we faced serious trouble. Two teenagers laying in a bed and kissing amorously could be easily interpreted as much worse. Now I could only pray that we didn't get in too much trouble.