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It was late in the evening, I was sitting alone in bed, staring up at the ceiling, I was in one of those moods, I just felt off. I had a lot on my mind, mostly about Lip, I'll be honest. I heard someone walk in, I looked up and saw Lip walking over to me, he sat at the end of the bed, he didn't say anything at first, he just sat there quietly, "Hi," I spoke up first.
"Hi," He replied, "What are you doing here all alone?"
"Thinking, I don't know, actually."
He shifted around and moved up the bed a little, filling the empty space next to me, "What's on your mind?"
"Do you want the truth? Or should I just make something up?"
"Truth would be nice."
I sat up, leaning against the wall behind me, letting out a small sigh, "Well, Phillip, I'll tell you. I've been thinking about us, I just think I'm still trying to figure out what went wrong and what could have changed."
Lip furrowed his brow, he looked like he was trying to think about what to say, "Well, what conclusion have you gotten to so far?"
"That maybe I trusted you too early on, maybe I shouldn't have at all, but, another part of me wishes we could start over. But, then again, I'm not sure how I can ever trust you again."
Lip bit his lip and nodded slowly as I spoke, "If you want to try again, I'll do everything to not be a complete idiot, I'll earn you."
"It's so hard to trust you, I want to, god, I really want to, but I don't know how I can."
He placed his hand on my cheek, staring into my eyes, "I understand that. I've grown, I'm different."
"Are you?"
"Yes, I am."
I lifted my hand and placed it on his, "Okay," I spoke quietly now, I saw a smile form on his face as I said this, he leaned in, placing a kiss on my lips, a long loving one, it was different from any other kiss we had shared, it felt different. He moved his hand from my cheek to the back of my head, we moved positions and I laid down, he hovered over me his hand moving down my body, he was being gentle and sweet.
"I've missed this, I've missed everything."
I looked up at him, my hand on his face now, I smiled, "I've missed you."
He smiled as well, he took his time with me, he just wanted to touch every inch off my skin, he kissed me over and over, it was intimate, it was caring, it was like he was proving how much he cared for me. As we started to have sex, he slowed down in the middle of it, looking down at my face, "I love you," He said between his quiet pants, as he said this, I felt my spine tingle and my cheeks grow warm.
"I love you," I replied, a weak smile forming on my face.
