The moment

My body temperature started to rise, and I couldn’t get myself to stop sweating profusely. Why am I nervous, it’s only been 3 damn months without him. The love of my life, my better half. He thought the best decision for us was to take a break and move for his job in New York. That’s when everything up until now changed. Tonight, is where it all begins again.

I grew tense and slowly stepped inside the college frap house. Not that long ago, I was once a part of this college. The strong scent of alcohol is traveling throughout the entire house, and cigarettes fill the air. I started to feel his presence all around. I know he’s here. We have a connection I’ll never understand. After all the fighting and crying between us, I’ll always have a spot for Dylan in my heart. I can’t keep hating Dylan for his mistakes just because I can’t deal with my problems from my past. We were never the prefect couple and we sure as hell never tried being one of those basic couples. 

I wondered around the house for a bit and surprisingly, I found him standing alone in his room. When I first came to Seattle for college, he was the first person I felt a real connection with. One night I met him here for their weekend frap parties. We shared our first kiss in his room. That’s when I knew I wanted this man in my life forever. Dylan loved to read all kinds of books. I always teased him about reading all the time, but he loved it. We were always spending time in our apartment reading on nights we wouldn’t go out. He bought me one of those kindles, as a graduation gift last year. The way he cared for me is unforgettable. There wasn’t a moment in the relationship where I felt unhappy.

My hand raised as my fist went to knock on the door. As Dylan looked up, my heart sank. Our eyes locked and chills went down my spine. It’s as if he didn’t move to New York and we were still together. A few seconds passed by before he started to speak. 

“Why don’t you come in.” He insisted. 

I couldn’t help but walk around and look in his room. Something feels different, but it’s a good type of different.  

“It seems like yesterday we were in here sharing our first kiss.” Dylan smirked and I instantly smiled like a schoolgirl. 

I asked him how New York and his new job were. He seemed a lot happier. I was truly grateful Dylan got a chance to shine and discover new things for himself. Dylan has come a long way since I seen him last. 

“I wasn’t sure if you were going to come tonight, but I’m glad you did.” Dylan stepped a few inches closer and reached for my hand. 

“I was thinking about how we left things last time. New York has changed me. My job is good, and I have had a ton of new opportunities. But only one thing was missing… It’s you.” He grabbed my hand and sat me down next to him on the bed. 

“I was so nervous tonight. I wasn’t sure how I was going to react coming back into the house. We were the well-known couple back then, despite our bad times.” My body started to freeze up. 

“When I was gone, I had a lot of time to think, and I was stupid to leave you. Jenn you put me back together in my darkest moments.” Dylan started to lean into me more. 

“We are definitely messed up in our own ways, but that makes us unique. I will always love you. The whole time you were in New York I started a new job as a waitress at this fancy overpriced restaurant. It was good to take some time. I’ve changed, and I don’t act out like I have before on you.” The words kept rolling out of my mouth. I’m surprised of how much he makes my mind shut off. I basically told him I loved him. That was fast.

He turns to me finally. His hands tilt my chin up and he says, “I love you too. Our souls are made for each other. Nobody could have put me back in one piece like you did. You’re my forever. No other women can give me the love like you do. That makes me love you even more.” 

Dylan finally leans in to kiss me. His lips were sweet like him, and soft like butter. I always loved the way he kissed me. It was always so passionate. 

He laid me back and his large hands felt every inch of my body. His lips were on my neck, and his body pressed against me. Our eyes were locked on each other. I couldn’t think straight. My mind was unclear. Dylan was my drug, and I was his. 

We helped each other take our clothes off one by one. Dylan slowly slid inside me and thrusted as I wrapped my legs around him tightly. My nails dug into his back as I moaned his name they way I always did.

“You’re the only one” I whispered into his ear as he kissed me more.

The way we made love was like no other. He always knew how to take care of me in all the right ways. 

I knew one day I was going to marry this man. When he finishes, Dylan slowly turned me over and let me lay my head on him. 

Hours passed, my nerves disappeared. We had conversation after conversation like nothing happened. He was my Romeo, and I was his Juliet. We made it this far, and the connection is stronger than ever. Dylan will always have me no matter what or where he will go next in his life. 

“I love you, forever and always Jennifer”