It never ends

“What is this place?” I asked walking into the crowd. There were blankets scattered everywhere on the ground and people were laying on most of them.

“just a little party or whatever you want to call it?” Oliver said grabbing my hand as he walked up right next to me.

“So” I asked turning so we were face to face. “is this a date?” I knew he didn’t like that word, which is exactly why I said it. I saw the look in his face, If he wasn’t in a good mood i knew he’d be annoyed.

“If that’s what makes you happy then sure”

Out of the corner of my eye I saw a crowd of people circling around a guy who was being lifted in the air over a large keg.

“What’s he doing?” I asked, pointing over to the crowd.

Oliver looked over. “Keg stand”

Keg stand, that’s what it’s called. I remember seeing them at my parents friends gathering at our house, though no one was ever lifted into the air. They were filled with either water or wine. Though I doubt if the one those people are drinking out of is filled with either.

“Can I go?” I asked, though it wasn’t really a question, I was going to go, I just wanted to hear his opinion on it.

“why are you asking me?”

“Because, I want you to lift me” I said dragging oliver towards the keg,

As the last guy finished, he was let down and stumbled to the ground. His friends helped him up and they all cheered loudly as he walked away.

“My turn” I said walking up to the keg, It was a dull silver. It was quite obvious everyone around me was drunk or on the verge of it, they were so loud and before I knew it ,I was being lifted up into the air. I took the black tube and started to drink.

It wasn’t wine or juice, it was alcohol, straight alcohol and with every sip I took it burned my throat, I could feel it in my stomach. All the blood was starting to rush to my head and I felt nauseous and dizzy, My vision was getting blurry but I still didn’t stop. I kept drinking and it felt like forever until. My heard was starting to hurt but it was a rush, a thrill and I didn’t want to stop. My body was freezing and burning at the same time. It felt amazing.

I heard a voice and I was lifted down. As I stood up my head was banging and my stomach was doing flips. I couldn’t help but stumble and trip. I was bracing myself for the ground when I felt a pair of arms grab me and pull me up.

“That’s enough for you” he said dragging me away.

My head was still in a daze, but at least I can walk…enough.

Oliver stopped in front of a blanket, sitting down and brining me with him. This was the first time I had looked at the sky tonight. The stars were bright and scattered. It as beautiful.

“Hey oliver” I said leaning up on my elbows on his chest. The moons light reflected off olivers eyes illuminating them .

“remember a day ago when you kissed me…down there”

Oliver squinted and leaned up on his elbows.

“mhmm?”

His lips were a mere centimeters away. I could feel his breaths. My thoughts were still a bit hazy, and I really wanted to close the space between us.

“I really liked it” I don’t know if oliver was really listening to what I was saying, he seemed out of it.

“oh did you now?” he said, his lips grazing mine. Just kiss me already!

I nodded.

Normally I would be feeling embarrassed, but the alcohol was making me feel brave, it made me loosen up.

“look” oliver said moving his gaze up to the sky. I didn’t know what he was talking about until I heard a big cracking and whizzing sound before a large explosion

“A-are those-”

“Fireworks, yes” he said softly.

Everyone had settled down and were laying down on their individual blankets.


I can’t believe they really have fireworks in the middle of field, was that even safe, probably not. But they were beautiful. All different colors and shapes. One after the other loud and fiery. I loved fireworks

I looked over at oliver, his focus was on the fireworks. He looked so calm and sweet. I mean, he’s the only person I’ve ever been with, officially dated. And I let him touch me, and I don’t regret it. I loved it. From the little time I’ve known him, I’ve done things I’ve never thought. I had my plan already set for collage and I didn’t expect to get involved with the typical college romance stuff. But they always end it disaster

I always thought love was mutual. Do I love him?

I feel a connection, I just want to know if he feels it too.

But what if he doesn't. If he doesn't and i'm just kidding myself. he's thinking this is just some game. Or if he's just hoping to get into my pants and leave. I don't think so, i hope not, he doesn't seem like the kind of person, then again, i'm not the best judge of character. But the question still stands.

Do I love him?





Yes..Yes I do. I love him.


I love his tattoos, his voice, his accent, his touch, the subtle things he does. Call me crazy but I do. And the fact that he brought me here, maybe he feels the same way. I don’t know if I wanna just all out ask him. I’m going to wait.

Notes

I'm in virginia and i've gotton very little time to write, i also won a contest and am getting signed collector dolls signed by a famous band, i'm not gonna say which band but i'm pretty excited.

Title cred : paramore.