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t0mcruize123 · 8 months ago

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March 5th

Second March 5th🎀🫶

This part contains some light smut so consider yourselves warned🫵

Second March 5th:

I nervously rubbed my hands together and shifted my weight from foot to foot. March 5th, I was standing outside David Aame’s apartment, shivering with nerves and already regretting my decision of turning up. Last year we’d agreed to meet at a restaurant, but I just couldn't go another moment without meeting up with him.

God, i felt like I was insane. I’d only spent a few hours with him, what if we didn't click anymore? I’d changed in the past year, not just physically but everything – I wasn't the same girl anymore. I could've had a manic episode last year and just been in a really good desperate mood, what if he wasn't even funny? He could be a dickhead.

I rubbed my hands down my face as the front door slowly creaked open. I was trying to mentally gaslight myself into thinking this was perfectly normal and that I wasn't crazy and it wasn't commitment. We were friends. Friends who were flying hours just to spend a few hours together.

Wait were we friends? We never communicated and I had no idea if he was still the same David I remembered. Please be the same David i remember.

The door fully opened, and I tried not to come off nervous as I took him in. He was dressed in a red sweater and his hair was cropped slightly shorter, though besides from that, I couldn't see any other physical differences. David was here. And he was grinning at me.

Oh fuck pretending to act cool. I rushed forwards and wrapped my arms around his neck as I imagined doing so often in the past year. He smelled just as I remembered and when his hands came up to hold me, I found myself sinking into his embrace.

“Oh my god you're here,” he sighed with relief, “I worried you were going to move on in Chicago and forget me.”

“I could never forget you,” I pulled back and looked into his eyes. They were just as green with those golden specks as I remembered, “You look amazing.”

“Are you kidding?” He gestured to me with an awestruck expression, “You look completely different!”

I had changed in the past year, and I gave him a small smile. My hair was cut to my shoulders and pulled back behind my ears, my clothes were smart and pressed; my new job and new life had changed me but i was hoping it was a good different.

“I’m so sorry, I’m being rude,” he gestured for me to come in, “I think I’m just still in shock.”

I chuckled quietly and entered his apartment, my heart hammering as I took everything in. It looked similar to last year but there were a few more paintings hanging on the walls and more furniture as though somebody had moved in.

Oh god. What if he had a girlfriend who moved in? I spun to face him but he seemed perfectly calm, walking with that same confidence to the kitchen and offering me a drink. I’d spent so long worrying he was going to be different but David was just as he’d always been – radiating this confidence and ease that instantly made you comfortable in his presence. Maybe that was just me but I found myself hopping onto his kitchen counter and unable to wipe the stupid grin from my face.

“My friend Danny moved in by the way so just ignore all his stuff,” he shrugged it off and I felt a huge weight disappear from my shoulders, “I told him to clean up but he never listens to me.”

I chuckled, “When did he move in?”

“A few months ago, we’ve been friends since high school,” he folded his arms together and rested them on the kitchen counter, “So tell me about Chicago! Is it everything you wanted?”

“And more!” I leaned closer, “My boss, Ava, is super super nice and I’m doing way more than I ever could've done in New York. I’ve made some friends, and I’ve been volunteering here and there and my schedule has never been so busy. I love my life though, as hectic as it is.”

“And you still made time to see me?”

“It was a promise,” I murmured, “So how’s New York life?”

“Same old not gonna lie, its nowhere near as exciting as Chicago it seems,” he folded his lips together.

“I’m sure it is,” I touched his shoulder instinctively. It felt kind of weird to be so close with David but at the same time it felt as though we were old friends catching up as usual. There wasn't even a hint of awkwardness in the air, just joy.

“I take it back, there is something I love about New York,” he moved closer so that he was standing in between my legs, “The beach.”

I tried to ignore the tingling sensation building up in my stomach, “Oh really?”

“I’ve been thinking about where we should go and the beach sounds like a perfect idea,” his fingers clasped around mine though he frowned slightly, “Do you not like the beach?”

“No i love the beach,” I hastily replied and jumped off the counter, “I’m just excited.”

His lips stretched into a grin as he pulled me back towards the front door, “Great because I have a feeling were gonna be there for a while.”

David unlocked the front door and I nearly collapsed in a pile of giggles. We’d spent all day at the beach together and now we felt like giddy school children, sneaking back into our bedrooms whilst David’s roommate was asleep. He took my hand and led me up the stairs and I nearly tripped up one of the steps. He put his finger to his mouth in a shushing motion and my stomach began to hurt from holding in my laughter. He pushed open his bedroom door and I fell down onto his bed, exhausted and yet still full of energy.

“That was amazing,” I grinned as he flopped down next to me. We’d been to the fair before heading to the beach and had had so much fun competing on all the rides and winning the most useless and yet precious stuffed animals. David had spent hours trying to win me the biggest one and though I’d given up and gone on the Ferris wheel instead, he’d still managed to win it for me. My cheeks still ached from smiling at the memory and when i met David’s eye I knew he was thinking the same thing.

“What was your favourite part of today?” He propped his head up with his hand and looked down at me.

“When I pushed you into the sea,” I answered easily.

He scoffed, “You did not push me, I fell-”

“Yeah right, and then you began flailing around like you were going to drown,” I laughed and he chuckled quietly alongside me. When we’d both jumped into the water, I’d been nervous about stripping down to just my bra and pants, but David hadn't tried anything which made me feel so much better. Most guys would've jumped at the idea but David was simply trying to have fun, splashing and pushing me in the water though he went under more times than me.

My goal wasn't to have sex with him tonight, though if that's how that night played out I wasn't going to complain. I just wanted to spend time with David, I enjoyed his company – which is something i never thought I’d say. I’d have more fun than I’d had in months and all we’d done was go to the fair and swim around in the water.

“When does your flight leave?” He looked down at me with a slightly sombre expression. I knew he was trying to hide his feelings and remain positive, but i felt the same way.

“Tomorow at 8 in the morning,” I’d booked it for the next day in case David had moved on and I was just being as desperate as I worried.

The corner of his lip lifted, “Well then we still have time.”

I tried to mirror his smile but I felt tears threatening to spill in my eyes. David noticed the shift in my expression and ran his thumb over my cheek.

“What's wrong?” His tone was soft and I exhaled slowly.

“Todays just been so perfect,” a tear slipped free and David wiped it away with one swipe of his thumb, “I have so much fun with you David. How can one person be so perfect with another, but there circumstances don't work? Its just not fair.”

I hated how weak my voice sounded but David didn't seem to care about things like that. His own features were etched with sadness because he was the only one who understood.

“I get it,” he murmured lowly, “But this arrangement is what works for the both of us. When you’re twenty three, and one of us permanently moves to the other but until then...this is what we need.”

I nodded though it broke my heart to do so, “Its just so frustrating because out of all the guys I’ve been with, I’m always going to fall back with you. I have to wait 4 more years, I’m going to go insane!”

He chuckled quietly and buried his face in the gap between my neck and shoulder. I breathed in slowly and marveled in the way we rose and fell as we breathed in sync. My hands came up to caress his dark hair and his hands ran over my skin.

“Have you been with anyone in the past year?” He didn't sound jealous, simply curious.

“Yeah, but they never lasted more than two weeks tops,” embarrassment flushed my cheeks, “The worst guy I dated was just so cliche it was awful.”

His head lifted in amusement, “What did he do?”

“He’d say things like ahh after having a hot drink,” my nose scrunched and David chuckled above me, “He’d sing the wrong song lyrics, put on a baby voice, wear socks to bed-”

“Oh that's the deal breaker right there, I’ll never understand how people are comfortable with that.”

My eyes widened, “But you're all right with a woman singing the wrong lyrics to your all time favourite song?”

“I can imagine it being quiet sexy if you did it,” he quipped.

I rolled my eyes playfully and pulled him closer, “Thank you.”

He stared down at me and slowly wiped away the remainder of my early tears. He was looking down at me like I was a beautiful mess and no doubt I looked awful with sand in my hair and red blotchy eyes but he still seemed to be in awe.

I slid my hands to his chest and felt his heart pounding as fast as mine was. We locked eyes and he didn't ask permission when he dipped his head and brushed his lips against mine. My tongue instinctively ran over my bottom lip and he groaned at the sight, leaning forward to claim my mouth with his. My head was swimming as he raised my arms above my head and interlocked our fingers together, pushing them into the mattress. His tongue slid against mine and there was so much feeling in it as though he was kissing me the same way he looked at me. From the inside out.

He slowly planted kisses down my neck, keeping my hands secured to the mattress and not allowing me to touch him whilst he explored my skin. God Id missed him. I’d missed the way IU felt when i was with him, i wish i could've had him every day.

The pressure on my hands disappeared as he ran his fingers down the length of my torso all the way to my waist. His mouth returned to mine and he was kissing me as his hand began to unbutton my shirt. Just feeling his fingertips skim my skin reminded me of why I thought about him every night.

He pulled my shirt up over my head and his eyes fell to my breast, covered with a black lace bra that he already saw in the water but didn't truly take in. He smiled and ran his fingers over the lace, dragging his thumb over the fabric. I threaded my fingers through the back of his hair and his fingers slowly pulled the material lowr....and lower..and lower until...

Gone.

I felt the air against my exposed breasts as David kissed across my chest without hesitation, sliding his tongue against my skin. I brought my gaze up to him and he looked in my eyes with a hungry gaze.

“Youre beautiful. Every inch of you is so beautiful” he pressed his lips between my breasts and my lips gasped in pleasure. The fact that i was the reason for that heated look in his eyes made me feel even more desirable. He kissed his way back up my neck until he was hovering over me.

“Do you want me to stop for tonight?” He asked hesitantly and I nearly laughed at the idea. I shook my head no and he smiled, leaning back down to kiss at my jawline. With one hand still pinning my hands above my head, his fingers slowly travelled down to the fabric of my panties and slipped them down past my knees.

I shivered in anticipation and his chuckle reverberated against my skin. I’d never felt anything like it and would've done anything to hear and feel it again. As he kissed his way down my body, he pulled off his own shirt in one swift motion. The feel of his bare skin pressed against me made my body flush with heat – he was everything I wanted and needed and more.

His fingers slowly moved lower and lower down my stomach and I watched as his touch began to circle my pussy which was so embarrassingly wet it was almost funny. I gasped in surprise as he explored my heat, and his fingers slowly delved deeper into my depths until I moaned in need. His pointed finger ran circles around my clit and i inhaled sharply as he rubbed me harder. In silent encouragement, my hips bucked up and I couldn't help the moan that bubbled up in my throat and escaped my lips. I began to tremble as he slipped another finger inside of me, stretching me open. My head fell back against the pillow and my hands fisted the sheets as his finger plunged in and out of me. A hot feeling began to build up in my stomach but David kept going with eagerness.

He watched my reaction carefully, before lowering his head to trace delicate kisses along the insides of my thighs, every motion gentle and possessive. His tongue flicked over my clit and I closed my eyes as the warm touch licked up and down. As he tasted me, his two fingers moved in and out of me and I reached down to grip his hair. His warm wet tongue had me breathing heavily and jerking my hips forward – and I knew David had a roommate but i could hardly contain myself, I was a hot mess. He crawled back up my body and pressed his wet lips against mine, making me taste myself. He was slowing down and I wanted to feel all of him, but then he stopped completely.

The bedroom door had swung open and David lay down on me in a flash, covering me, but he wasn't fast enough for me to miss the girl standing there with wide eyes.

Oh my god. A girl. In the doorway. A girl.

She quickly closed the door and yelled from the other side, “David! What have I told you about-”

“The door was fucking closed for a reason Vi!” He shouted back and squeezed his eyes shut in embarrassment. I awkwardly shifted from under him and reached for my shirt. David had a girlfriend? But by the looks of it, she was okay with him fucking other women?

He grabbed my hand but I couldn't meet his eye, “Please just look at me.”

“Not until you explain what the fuck just happened,” I kept my voice cool as I hastily buttoned my shirt and searched for my pants.

“Vi is Danny’s girlfriend,” he explained and pinched the bridge of his nose, “Remember my roommate?”

“Why did you conveniently leave her out then?” My heart hammered, “You never mentioned a girl called Vi.”

“Because she’s not important and she’s only lived here a few weeks!” He rested his head against the door, “She’s just staying for a while whilst their new house gets sorted out. They’ve bought a place and our moving in together-”

“But why would she just barge into your bedroom at 11pm like its normal?”

“She was cleaning, she’s a neat freak!” He sighed heavily, “Look, I’m so sorry about that but believe me Violets cool, she wont say anything to Danny and this whole thing will blow over by tomorrow.”

I blew out an exasperated breath and slumped back down onto his bed. I wanted to believe David an I believed everything he just said, but I was still pissed. I didn't want to be just some random girl Vi assumed David had just picked up, our moment had felt more meaningful than that.

Or maybe it had just been sex and I was fucking deluded. Either way, David hadnt done anything wrong it was me who was getting all emotional. We hadn't seen each other in a year, even if Vi was his girlfriend and he’d moved on I shouldnt have had a problem with it. And if what we were doing was just sex, that that wasn't wrong either, there was consent, there was joy, I’d just gotten a bit carried away.

“We need to be up early tomorrow,” I looked up at him, hinting we should just go to bed. There was a hint of disappointment in his expression but he hid it well, nodding solemnly and climbing back into the bed. I wasn't angry at David, I could never really be angry at David. I was angry at everything else, angry at the world for always making things so goddamn difficult.

I shuffled next to a still shirtless David and ran my hands over his arms. His skin was hot beneath my fingertips and I sighed as I pulled him closer. I wasn't going to let one embarrassing moment ruin such a perfect day.

I gave him a small smile, “Thank you for today. I wont forget it.”

“Me neither,” his lip tugged up as he pressed his lips gently to my forehead. I felt as though I’d been transported back to last year when he’d held me close and kissed me before we’d fallen asleep on the floor. I’d been nervous then. Nervous to hold him, nervous to ask him to move closer.

Now i was too comfortable to waste my time on useless worries. I buried my face into his shoulder and his hands came up to hold my back. We fitted perfectly as one, and though I wanted to spend as long as possible awake and with David, I found myself slowly falling asleep in his arms.

Hand in hand, we walked through the airport with a lot less bags than last year. I wasn't sure how we were going to do this depressing walk each year when I had to go back to Chicago, because it certainly wasnt getting any easier. I already missed him and I hadn't even gotten on the plane yet.

“Would you like another airport kiss?” His lip lifted.

I laughed, “Absolutely not.”

We walked towards the edge of the platform and we both knew it was time to say goodbye but just couldnt manage to speak a word. I could see the sadness in his eyes and I knew without a doubt he could see how much I didn't want to leave. He trailed his fingers down my cheek and I shivered with a sense of deja vu.

“I’ll come to Chicago next year. Where do you want to meet?”

“I’ll have Brian send you my address,” my smile began to wobble and I quickly pulled him in for a hug. We stayed like that for at least a few minutes, neither of us ready to let go. His hand cradled the back of my head and I tried to memorize how it felt. I tried to memorise how it felt when we walked across the sand and when we spent hours lying together last night. I tried to memorize how my head rested perfectly on his shoulders.

“I thought I was tougher than this but saying goodbye to you is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do,” he murmured.

I wanted to reply, then beg me to stay, but his lips were against mine and he was kissing me hard. He was saying goodbye with the way his mouth moved over mine, the way his hands caressed my cheek and the way his lips moved to my head and pressed one single gentle kiss to the center of it before he released me. He practically pushed himself away from me as if physical distance was going to make this easier. He walked backward and backwards and all the words were lodged in my throat so i pressed my lips together so they didnt escape.

We stared at each other for several seconds, the pain in this goodbye clear in the air between us. I was about to call his name when he turned and jogged back through the airport. I tried not to cry because that would be stupid. We’d spent two full days together and I wasnt going to cry because i wasnt Stupid, right?

Before I could make the wrong decision, I made my way to the plane and claimed my seat by the window. I was relieved David was coming to Chicago next year, these flights were going to be the death of me.

I closed my eyes and hoped i could get a few hours of sleep so i didn't keep repeating our goodbye over and over in my head. Maybe if Id just asked him to come with me-

“Hey.”

My eyes flung open to see David standing over me with an amused expression. Was I dreaming? Or just confusing reality with dreams?

“You’re not dreaming,” I noticed the plane ticket in his hand and sat up.

“What are you doing?”

“I had to buy a plane ticket in order to get to you before you took off,” he smiled as though he was embarrassed and I felt my heart fighting to remain stable. He bought a plane ticket just to see me once more?

“You’re insane.”

He grinned and bent low to give me a small peck on the lips. I tried to hide my flicker of sadness as the flight attendant stepped forward and asked why David wasn't in his sea. He muttered something about a family emergency and she let him pass, but right before he got off the plane he turned around and winked at me.

And then David was gone.

I looked down at my lap to see a mixtape with the words “songs that remind me of you” scrawled across the top. David Aames had purchased a plane ticket just to give me a mixtape he’d made specifically for me, and I could only imagine the hundreds of songs he’d collected together.

A tear rolled down my cheek and I didn't bother to wipe it away. I was leaving the only man I’d ever truly loved and there was nothing I could do about it for another 364 days.

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