Authors: Lauren Pacaccio
"I don't think I understand what you mean, Pay," he said, looking at me sadly.
I looked up at the ceiling to keep the tears from falling. "I went into his apartment, I walked down his hallway, and I opened his bedroom door," I looked at Hunter again. I really didn't want to go any further. But, his expression was begging me to. "And when I looked into his bedroom, I saw him sleeping," I took a deep breath as a tear fell, "and I also saw a girl sleeping next to him."
Hunter rubbed his eyes, "Shit, Pay," he said, taking his hand and putting it on mine. "I am so sorry."
I looked down at his hand, "For once," I said, putting a hand on top of his, "you have nothing to be sorry for."
"Yeah," he said, shrugging, "but if I wouldn't have hung out with you the other day. If I wouldn’t have kissed you…none of this would have happened." I shook my head.
"That's where you're wrong," I said, taking my hand and putting it on his cheek.
He looked at me and slightly leaned his head into my hand. "How am I wrong, though, Pay?"
"If I wasn't still so in love with you, none of this would have ever happened," I whispered.
He looked at me curiously. "You really mean that?"
I moved the pillow from my lap and gently pulled Hunter towards me. I placed my lips on his and kissed him softly and slowly. "Did that answer your question?"
His eyes were still closed when I backed up to look at his face. He was nodding slowly. "Um," he said, softly while opening his eyes, "yeah. I think that covers it. But are you sure you love me and that you're not just trying to get back at Braden?"
"I thought you said you knew me, Hunter. Would I ever do that to you?" I asked, standing up and holding my hand out to him. "Come with me," I said. He lifted his hand to mine and stood up.
"Where are we going?" he asked. I was walking in front of him; his hands were on my hips, as we walked down the hallway.
Instead of answering him, I opened my bedroom door. I turned to face him and walked backwards, towards my bed.
I grabbed his hands and brought them to the bottom of my sweatshirt. I gave him the green light to do whatever he wanted. He pulled me towards him.
He bent his head down, wrapped my hair gently around his hand, and made me tilt my head to the side. He placed one light kiss on my neck. Then, he placed one on my cheek as the hand that was in my hair moved to the other side of my neck. I noticed that his other hand was on my hip. I was breathing very hard, waiting for him to kiss me already.
He lifted his head and looked into my eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I was right in front of my bed, so I sat down quickly, backed onto my pillows, and opened my arms. He kicked off his shoes and got on the bed and moved towards me. "I honestly don't think I've ever wanted anything more than this right now," I said, taking his face in my hands and kissing him.
He smiled. It was my Hunter. It wasn't a hardened, asshole Hunter. It was the boy I had fallen in love with. And that boy was mine.
He gently placed his lips on mine and kissed me like he did when we were 13. Uncertain and timid. Waiting for me to give him the signal that what he was doing was alright. We took each other's clothes off slowly, taking everything in. Everything was so familiar yet so new.
At one point, or rather at the point, I realized that this was it. This was what I had been waiting for my entire life. Someone who knew me so well.
Someone who loved me. Someone who could make me feel the way that Hunter made me feel, in every way. "Oh, God, Pay," Hunter was saying, "I love you." I kissed him some more. I could kiss him for the rest of my life.
After, we were lying in each other's arms. We were both breathless and speechless. Hunter kissed the top of my head, and I squeezed him as tight as I could. Something huge had just happened. Something had changed.
But we both knew that it was exactly how life was supposed to be.
-A Few Days Later-
"Alright," my dad was saying, "let me get this straight," and he looked up at me, waiting for my approval. I nodded. "Okay, so, you came here to tell us that you and Braden were engaged. However, while he was not here and you were alone, you hung out with Hunter, and he kissed you. You told Braden when he got here what happened and he left. The next morning, you went over there and found him with another girl so you got back together with Hunter?" My poor father. He was trying to understand. "Are you or are you not engaged?"
I chuckled. "I am not." I looked over at Hunter who was lighting a firework in the street. It was New Year's Eve. "And dad, it's not like just because Braden cheated on me, I chose Hunter. I chose Hunter four years ago. It just took me a little while to realize it."
"Your mother said she saw it coming when you said you were coming in to visit," he smiled and glanced over at my mom who was watching fireworks from the porch.
I was surprised that my mother had known what was going to happen even before I did. Maybe she did actually care about what was going on in my life. I wonder if she could tell me what the rest of my life would turn into. Where would Hunter live? Would he live with me or would he continue traveling the world? Would we travel the world together? I guess I would have to figure that out myself.
"Dad," I said, grabbing his hands and standing up, "will you excuse me?" I smiled as he nodded. I walked over to Hunter.
"Hi there," I said, standing next to him.
"Well, hi," he said, putting an arm around my shoulder. He leaned over and placed a small kiss on my forehead. "I'll be right back," he said, grabbing something out of the box next to him. He put it in the street, lit the fuse, and jogged back next to me. "This one is going to be good."
He put his arms around me and I rested my head on his chest. The firework shot up into the sky with a loud pop.
"I love you, Pay," Hunter said, leaning down and placing a small kiss on my lips. I closed my eyes and squeezed him to me.
"3….2….1….Happy New Year’s!" My parents yelled behind us. A million fireworks could be seen and heard from all around the neighborhood.
"I love you, too, Hunter," I said, standing on my tip toes, and kissing him. I backed up to look at him. "Happy New Year’s," I said, smiling. He brushed his hand across my cheek.
"You know," Hunter said, over the fireworks, "they say that whoever you kiss at midnight is the person you're going to be with the rest of the year," he smirked at me.
I smiled broadly. "Well, that works out perfectly."
"Does it now?" he asked, putting his hands on my hips and pulling me closer to him.
"And why is that?"
I kissed him slowly and sweetly. I smirked at him and went to hug my parents. Before I walked away, I winked at him and shrugged, "You said you know me so well, Hunter. Why don't you take a guess?"