All Things Random
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The hot and humid summer air caused sweat to gather on our skin. He hugged me with everything he had, chest to chest he squeezed me and picked me up off the ground. My arms were wrapped around him holding him as close to me as I could, and although we were sweaty and hot we held into this hug as if we holding on for body warmth against a blizzard. As if we weren’t going to see each other for ten years. His stubble pricked at my cheek softly, and our cheeks were stuck together by sweat. But we didn’t care anymore.
It would be three months of summer break until we would see each other again. Living at a boarding school had its pros and cons, and leaving your friends and closest loved ones every summer definitely counted as a con. He lived around the school, and I was from California. We promised to Skype and Facebook but it wouldn’t be the same.
He whispered in my ear as he put me down, but did not let go of me or me of him. Our faces were still next to each other, somewhat stuck. “I’m going to miss you.”
I let go quickly, grinning like a fool, but with my head spinning with confusion. Wasn’t it just a week ago that you had made it clear to me where we were in our friendship? I had liked you for so long but no matter what you made it clear where I stood. But these last days our relationship just escalated so much compared to what it was. And it seemed that when I finally decided to be the best friend I could to you without trying to have romance, and this happened. It’s not that I was against it, it’s just that I wasn’t expecting all this so soon.
I blushed as I backed up and looked at you. You were red too, but it could be because you were hot too. I was happy that it was summer but it was obvious now that we would miss each other a lot. I told you, “Get some more sleep! And you should be able to, cuz it’s summer!”
I backed up into the door, and pushed it open with my back releasing even more of the hot humid weather into the already steaming boy’s dorm lobby. As I felt the hot breeze against my skin, he smiled back at me. He must have realized what I was feeling, and he told me quickly, “Call me on Wednesday.”
And that was the extent of our goodbye. But the feeling of that hug, his warmth against mine, our skin against each others was like nothing I had ever experienced before. I mean I’ve had tons if hugs before, and much more than that. But I think because he took it so slow with me, that just that hug, a simple little hug was all it took to make me smile all break.
i am the uneven drawstring on the hoodie of life
(Source: cyberblogging, via dmb-mainstream)
