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Who’s that girl? It’s Jess!
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NICK AND JESS ARE DEVELOPING BETTER THAN ANY OF MY OTPS EVER HAVE LIKE I WANT TO FIND THE WRITERS AND SERENADE THEM YOU DON’T UNDERSTAND
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Sweet lord.THIS IS WHY I’M NEVER TRYING TO TORRENT MUSIC EVER AGAIN OH MY GOD
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So it was 3:30 in the morning last week, and I was staying the night at his house. We both woke up because he’d forgotten to open the window and it gets so hot in his room, and neither of us can sleep when we’re hot. I’m wearing just his t-shirt, and he’s in boxers, and he’s wrapped his arms around me as I lay my head on his chest.
We’re whispering to one another, talking about plans and I’m feeling so light and happy and I just don’t know how else to describe my feeling of utter bliss. The world is still, and we are perfect. He brushes a hair back from my face and tucks it behind my ear, and gives me that half smile I have grown to love so much.
Then his radio goes off, and my firefighter scrambles out of bed to answer a general alarm for Morro Bay fire. It’s the first time he’s left me to go on a call, and as I watch him scramble around his room throwing on his uniform pants and socks, I am fixated by my adoration for this boy.
I watch him pull on one boot, and then he freezes, looking frantically around the room as he chants “Boot! Boot! Where is my other boot?!” After tossing clothes and books around his room in a panic, he finds it under a shirt and tugs it on as well. He quickly puts his belt on, throws his shirt over his shoulder, kisses me, and runs out the door.
I wanted to tell him I love him as he left. I felt the need to express my feelings to him, but I held them inside. I layed there in his bed, worried sick about him, missing his warm body next to mine, with no idea where he was, what he’s doing, and when he’d be back. I felt frantic, and pulled the sheets around me as I waited.
Never in my life have I cared this much about someone. He is such a beautiful person inside and out. Every second I spend with him makes me a better person. In that moment when I watched him run out the door, I knew I was in love with this boy that has turned my life into a fairytale. I love his smile, I love his laugh, I love his eyelashes, I love the scar on his back, I love his feet, I love the way he grins when I kiss him on the cheek, I love waking up to find him staring at me, I love the way he softly runs his fingers up and down my back. I love this boy, and as of two days ago, I know he loves me too.
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