Confession 4

HENRY

I suddenly jolt awake. It took me a second to remember that I was still in Lincoln’s bed. I smile at the thought of him. The dim moon light through the window could help me make out Lincoln, breathing heavily and I could see sweat on his forehead.

“Lincoln...are you ok?” I ask, terrified that something was wrong. But he didn’t answer, his breathing was getting even heavier now and I could see drops of sweat was pouring down his face. He was having a nightmare.

“No....no don’t! Stop! Please....HENRY!” He yelled. He shot up from his bed and turned towards me, tears in his eyes. Before I could say anything his head falls in his hands and he starts to cry. I quickly move closer to him and I wrap my arms around him. His head layed on my shoulder. I felt my butterflies go crazy, but this was a time to not let my feelings get in the way. I could feel his heart racing from his dream. He wrapped his arms around my waist and it was the most wonderful feeling I’ve ever had. I can feel myself blushing, but he can’t see through the dim moonlight.

“I- I....you were,” he tries to make out through his sobs. I could feel a tear rush down my cheek, I hated it when he was sad, but to see him like this broke something inside of me.

“Hey, it’s ok....I’m right here ok. I’m right here,” I tell him while holding him. My heart is beating like crazy. He cries for a couple more minutes and I just hold him. More tears seemed to fall down my face. The boy I was in love with was crying, and I couldn’t do anything about it. He then lifts his head and looks at me. We’re still holding each other, but we’re now staring into each other’s eyes. Our faces are close, really close and my mind goes insane. His warm muscular arms around my waist.

“It seemed so real, I- I- just can’t loose you,” he whispers. A single tear falls down his cheek from his sad eyes. I reach my hand out and I place my hand on his cheek, my thumb brushing his tear away. I smile at him. I don’t remove my hand from his cheek loving the feeling of me touching him. But, surprisingly he doesn’t make pull away. He just stares into my eyes.

“Let me tell you something. There is no way in hell, you’re going to loose me. I’m always right here ok. Even though sometimes I may not be right next to you. But um...I’ll uh...be there in spirit!” I say. Lincoln tilts his head back and laughs. A warmth fills my chest as I listen to the most wonderful sound in the world. I’m smiling like a psycho. He stops laughing, and looks at me with the most amazing smile. We’re still wrapped around each other, in the moonlight, staring into each other’s eyes. It’s a perfect romantic story. I feel so incredibly happy with him right now, in this moment. But, he doesn’t want this. I know that. Sadness spreads through me, and I pull my hand away from his face realising that it’s probably making him uncomfortable. He frowns from my action. He removes one of his hands from my waist and takes my wrist lightly, placing my hand back onto my cheek. He leaves his hand on my arm. He smiles warmly at me. I swear right then and there I had fallen so much more for him. I didn’t even know that was possible. He takes his other hand from my waist and rests it on my jaw. Holding it. I’m blushing like crazy. I lean my head in a little bit closer to his. Leaving about 10cm between us. I want more. I really want to kiss him, but I can’t. He would never feel the same-. My thoughts get interrupted by Lincoln kissing me.

Wait..holy shit he’s kissing me! Even though I know it’s a dream. My eyes flutter close and I kiss him back deeply. My hands glide down his bare bare chest and stomach. He moans into me sending a vibration through my lips. Lincoln’s left hand is lost in my hair, while the other is still holding my jaw. Our tongues are exploring each other’s mouths, and my heart feels so full. I think I just fell in love with him all over again.