We Arn't Nine AnymoreA Chapter by .ana.008.
Believe it or not, this wasn’t the first time Clint had done this, at this very playground in fact. The difference was, they weren’t 9 years old anymore. It meant something this time; it meant a LOT this time. This was why when Summer pressed back against him he couldn’t have been happier.
Clint didn’t want to pull away, and it took all of his will power to do so, but he had to tell her it was now or never. “I love you.” He said, grinning like an idiot. “I love you too silly,” Summer said laughing “you’re my best friend.”
Clint’s heart sank
down to the pit of his stomach but he refused to let that be her answer. Regardless
of whether she loved him back or not, she would know that he was IN love with
her, and he would tell her right now!
“Summer Jean Dunmore, Look at me.” Clint said his voice slightly wavering as he lightly pushed her chin up so she was looking him in the eye. “Sum, I’m IN love with you. I have been since I was nine years old and I kissed you on that swing set over there because you told me that that’s what friends do. I’ve been in love with you for Seven Bloody years! Seven years of keeping quiet, seven years of waiting, of wishing, of wondering. And today I FINALLY get up the courage to kiss you finally tell you I love you. And you pull the friend card on me. Do you not see how much that hurts me? I didn’t Kiss you because you’re my best friend. I kissed you because I love you, and I couldn’t stand not telling you for one more second.”
It was Clint’s turn to stare at his feet now, he shifted his weight awkwardly from one foot to another waiting for her to respond; but she didn’t.
“Now I’ve done it.” He thought. “I’ve gone and scared her. Now she will never want to talk to me again. What
is wrong with me! I’m so stupid to think that she would love me.”
He looked up and stared into her bright green eyes,
wondering if because of his stupid hormones if it would be the last time he
did. “I’m sorry Summer, I shouldn’t have said that…I should have kept quiet...”
he stopped when he realized that her eyes, her beautiful eyes were filled with
Does she hate me that much? Clint wondered. Wishing that he was anywhere but at this playground at the moment. Wishing that she wasn’t crying wishing he knew what to say to her. Wishing he could take it all back if it meant they could stay friends.
“do you mean it?” Summer asked her voice barely a whisper as if she was scared to be asking. “yes” Clint said looking at his feet again ashamed to have made her cry, still completely convinced it was because she was disgusted with him. “Clint,” she said softly. “look at me.”
Clint raised his eyes from his worn out converse to Summer’s
soft face. he was afraid, scared that she would tell him that he was nothing
more than a friend or worse that he wasn’t even that anymore. He had never been
so scared in his life; even when he thought he was going to die of cancer.
Before Clint could take anything in summer lunged at him, wrapping her arms around his neck and plastering her soft lips to his. He couldn’t breathe, not that he wanted to anyway it would subtract from the moment. Make the fireworks and the butterflies go away completely. He never wanted it to end, but when Summer pulled away after a good thirty seconds he couldn’t bring himself to do anything but grin like an idiot.
“I love you too you dofas.” She said before crashing her lips to his again completely oblivious to the fact that they were still standing almost in the middle of the street. Tonight they were the only ones in the world.
© 2011 .ana.008.
Added on August 4, 2011
Last Updated on August 7, 2011
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