Forever Yours ; A Oneshot

• published: 26 Apr 2010
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The rickety old tree house that rested on the tree in the corner of Sam's yard seemed to be the only thing that would stay the same. Tomorrow I would be halfway across the country at Penn State while Sam McKnight was here attending Stanford. We had never been apart, when I say never I mean, never. I took the frayed rope ladder between my fingers, memories of all those years flitting through my head. My eyes trailed the rope up to the opening where there was a dim light. "Sam?" I thought. Curiously, I wrapped my hands around the rope and started to climb up the ladder, it was a lot more unstable then I had remembered. Once I made it to the top I was met by the curly chocolate haired boy that made my heart do summersalts everytime he looked into my eyes. He flashed me a small smile showing me his slightly crooked teeth, I bit my lip as I hoisted myself into the small tree house we had built ten years ago. "Whatcha' doing?" I asked as I crawled over to the empty space next to him I was so close that I could feel the heat radiating off his body, he smelt of armani and cinnamon, my favorite smells. "Old pictures." he said simply as he lifted another from the box. "Our fifth grade pagent!" I squealed as I took the faded picture from his hands. "You were the prettiest little princess out there." he grinned over at me making my heart swell. I looked down at my lap feeling my face getting hot. His fingers found my chin lifting it up so he could see me. "I'm going to miss seeing that everyday." he told me dreamily. I could feel the calluses on his rough skin coliding against mine, it felt so . . . right. My hand moved up to my face placing itself over his. His eyes only spoke the truth as they kept themselves on my face. Suddenly, he dropped his hand letting out a fustrating sigh. His eyebrows furrowed together as he shook his head. "What's wrong?" I asked confused as to what just happened. "It's just that. . . forget it." he shook his head again as he reached into the box for another picture. My hand found his, making him look at me. Did he just feel what I just felt? Is his heart racing as fast as mine was? He glanced down at our hands filling the spaces between them with his. "It's just that, all these years I never had the guts to tell you I how madly in love with you I was.." He swallowed hard before meeting my gaze. All I was capable of doing was let my mouth hang open like a brainless idiot, did he really just say that? Did he know how long I had needed to know he felt the same way as I did? "Sam, I . . " he stopped me midsentence while a tear fell down my cheek. "You don't have to say it back, I just wanted you to know." I shook my head repeatadly before letting my eyes meet his. "What?" he questioned. "Samuel McKnight, I've been in love with you since I met you ten years ago. I've never stopped, even through the relationships we've been through my heart always belonged to you." I said in one short breath, my heart seemed to burst as the side of his lips tugged into the most beautiful smile my eyes had ever seen. He took my face in his hands, caressing my cheek with his thumb. Carefully he pulled my face up to his, letting my cheeks collide with his slow moving ones. Every kiss and every touch felt ever so perfect, like a dream. I pulled away leaving our faces inches apart. He wiped my falling tears with the pad of my thumb, kissing each one. "Make me forever yours." - - - "If you love bodu, let them go. If they return, they were always yours." - Unknown ;