He loved me.
My cœur, coeur swelled as these words slowly made their way up to the most tingly depth of my mind, one par one. He loved me! He really loved me! He was the most beautiful thing in the world, in my eyes, ‘cuz toi know, I have really good eyesight. I don’t know if I really believed it ou not, but something in my head forced me to repeat the words he said, outloud, in my stupid, way-too-raspy voice.
“I l’amour you.” My cœur, coeur lurched as I heard myself say those three words in a voice that wasn’t quite mine. “Really, I do.” My cœur, coeur was swelling with pleasure and a tingly sensation to hear that he loved me. Really ... I’d known it all along; but I’d never actually heard him say it until just now.
I could almost hear his cœur, coeur pounding faster and faster as I wrapped my arms around his neck, could almost see the little smile that was forming in his head. He wanted me, I knew that. “It’s good to hear toi say that,” he murmured, all while hugging me tighter. I wanted more, though, I felt like I could never put a to the strength he was holding back, how tight he could hold me. I’d always want for him to hold me tighter...
I giggled. “I know,” I said, kinda flirty.
“Do you?” His voice was raspy now, kind of like mine was when I had told him I loved him. And I did. I don’t know why it was so hard for me to admit to him what I was really thinking, the truth. I thought it would be easy. Just run into his house in the middle of the night when he’s like really depressed about his girlfriend dumping him ou whatever the hell he’s upset about and make him laugh with your awesome sense of humor when he’s just about to cry. Cry and cry and sob like a big fat baby.*
God ... do toi still wanna rendez-vous amoureux, date him?
Okaaaaay. Off-topic. Anyway ... back to the present... he was still hugging me, like heaven could hug an Angel (on seconde thought, I don’t really wanna go to heaven anymore. GET THE FIREWORKS!! HURRAH!!!). It was like crazy. I mean, we had even gone to the I l’amour toi stage.
Kiss me! I willed him telepathically. Usually first kisses come before the I l’amour you, yeah, really rarely after. Fine, okay. Usually it goes the I l’amour you! crap that everyone wants to hear and feels all excited about it for the suivant twenty years while they put little cœur, coeur stickers on their noses everywhere they go and draw little pictures of s’embrasser couples in notebooks and dance happily off into the sunset. (well, that’s what I do.)
I could see him clearly now, he lowered his face towards mine, and instantly I caught the message to lean towards him too, and he wrapped his arms around my waist, at the exact same millisecond mine went around his waist ... he looked at me tenderly and...
Don’t leave me hanging! Well, what would toi do?
Okay, just leave a commentaire continuing the story. toi can put different fan-characters in your comment, of toi and your TDI-crush, blah blah blah... Yeah, just liste your fangirl crap and such. XDD
*Idea base from toi Belong With Me (Taylor Swift) “In the middle of the night ... I’m the one who makes toi laugh when toi know you’re ‘bout to cry...”
My cœur, coeur swelled as these words slowly made their way up to the most tingly depth of my mind, one par one. He loved me! He really loved me! He was the most beautiful thing in the world, in my eyes, ‘cuz toi know, I have really good eyesight. I don’t know if I really believed it ou not, but something in my head forced me to repeat the words he said, outloud, in my stupid, way-too-raspy voice.
“I l’amour you.” My cœur, coeur lurched as I heard myself say those three words in a voice that wasn’t quite mine. “Really, I do.” My cœur, coeur was swelling with pleasure and a tingly sensation to hear that he loved me. Really ... I’d known it all along; but I’d never actually heard him say it until just now.
I could almost hear his cœur, coeur pounding faster and faster as I wrapped my arms around his neck, could almost see the little smile that was forming in his head. He wanted me, I knew that. “It’s good to hear toi say that,” he murmured, all while hugging me tighter. I wanted more, though, I felt like I could never put a to the strength he was holding back, how tight he could hold me. I’d always want for him to hold me tighter...
I giggled. “I know,” I said, kinda flirty.
“Do you?” His voice was raspy now, kind of like mine was when I had told him I loved him. And I did. I don’t know why it was so hard for me to admit to him what I was really thinking, the truth. I thought it would be easy. Just run into his house in the middle of the night when he’s like really depressed about his girlfriend dumping him ou whatever the hell he’s upset about and make him laugh with your awesome sense of humor when he’s just about to cry. Cry and cry and sob like a big fat baby.*
God ... do toi still wanna rendez-vous amoureux, date him?
Okaaaaay. Off-topic. Anyway ... back to the present... he was still hugging me, like heaven could hug an Angel (on seconde thought, I don’t really wanna go to heaven anymore. GET THE FIREWORKS!! HURRAH!!!). It was like crazy. I mean, we had even gone to the I l’amour toi stage.
Kiss me! I willed him telepathically. Usually first kisses come before the I l’amour you, yeah, really rarely after. Fine, okay. Usually it goes the I l’amour you! crap that everyone wants to hear and feels all excited about it for the suivant twenty years while they put little cœur, coeur stickers on their noses everywhere they go and draw little pictures of s’embrasser couples in notebooks and dance happily off into the sunset. (well, that’s what I do.)
I could see him clearly now, he lowered his face towards mine, and instantly I caught the message to lean towards him too, and he wrapped his arms around my waist, at the exact same millisecond mine went around his waist ... he looked at me tenderly and...
Don’t leave me hanging! Well, what would toi do?
Okay, just leave a commentaire continuing the story. toi can put different fan-characters in your comment, of toi and your TDI-crush, blah blah blah... Yeah, just liste your fangirl crap and such. XDD
*Idea base from toi Belong With Me (Taylor Swift) “In the middle of the night ... I’m the one who makes toi laugh when toi know you’re ‘bout to cry...”
