Love It Was

Throughout my journey back from home I was never so excited as this time. On some usual return, I would be sad and tired and would sleep straight till noon lying on my bed as some boredom hit me. But this time it was something different, something unusual. As soon as I reached my dorm I quickly freshened up and dressed as fast as I could because I was finally going to meet that person, who was the reason behind my strange feelings. I rushed out as fast as I could so as to avoid any kind of bad remarks on myself for being late, oh! silly me. I was waiting when I finally caught sight of him, the one for whom I have been so eagerly waiting. At that very moment, nervousness hit me and with a lot of difficulties I managed to plaster a smile on my face. He approached me but we did not make eye contact, just exchanged a slight smile and started walking. There was a sharp feeling of tension rising between us. We were walking too close yet too far. Sometimes it felt as if our hands would touch but at that very moment, either of us would go a bit far and say something loudly so as to compensate the rising thud of a heartbeat.

Although we were excellent in our own way as to not show the overwhelming excitement and happiness but the awkward and strange acts that either of us were pulling said many things, something which at that very moment didn't necessarily required any words to express. To avoid this awkwardness I tried to make things normal and put the question, "So where are we going?". To my astonishment he replied almost immediately, "We are going to Silver Streak. It's one of the best restaurants I have heard of." The reply was too quick as if he had been planning this for days. That made me feel special, I really don't know why. After having a really delicious lunch we headed back to our college. The mood was completely different. It was like something was pushing us from behind, forcing us to go back to our rooms and carry on with usual stuff.

Most of our walk was spent in silence as if all of our energy has been drained off. But at that moment I somewhat felt that this can't be the end of all the feelings and excitements that have loaded me from inside. A thought continuously kept hitting me, that why I was feeling this for him, was this a mere infatuation, likeness or was it actually love. But above all this, the one question that bothered me the most was, either he felt the same way for me as I did. Does he also get those fluttery feelings in the stomach, he also smiles around me when I am not looking, does he always wants to see me or feel me around even if other's are present, does his heartbeats also become rapid when he stands near me or looks me in the eye?. I suddenly wanted the answers to all these questions. I wanted this silent walk to stop and the time to get both of us stuck together.

I had no idea what to do, so I applied for an all-time successful idea. I told him that still now three hours are left till my dorm gate closes. So I will sit here till then, you can go back to your room and rest. To my knowledge, he agreed to sit with me for those three hours. I was too happy about my success but somehow controlled myself. He sat too close to me and that immediately gave me chills. But that closeness was not certainly enough for both of us. Mind said that it was okay but the heart wanted not an inch of gap for the air to pass. Somewhat in that very bitter-sweet moment, we tried to behave normally and started our conversations but I lost all my confidence to seek answers to my queries. I understood that it was all because of his effect. Finally, the last half-hour was left when the story took the real turn.

We had been playing this dare game of proving who is the bold one among us for the last few days. He started teasing me for I had been constantly losing. This time I had to make him lose, and it was when I took the step and kissed him on his cheek because I thought that nothing can be bolder than that. But I was really taken aback by the next thing that happened. He held my jaws by his hands not too strong a grip, turned my face a bit and put a small and soft peck on my lips. With my eyes wide open and hands in the air, I sat there for a few seconds rewinding and understanding what just happened. He released me from his grip and looked me into my wet eyes.

At that moment my heart skipped a beat and started pounding rapidly, there were chills running down my spine as if a cold gust of wind passed through me. It was when the words left my lips as I confessed, "I love you." The serious look on his face slipped away and he laughed lightly. With a winning expression on his face, he said, "I knew you would say first." I wiped the drops from my eyes and stared at his glowing, godly and handsome face when he gave me all the answers in a single statement, "I love you too."