Ugly

Allie is born with a facial disfigurement. She decided from the age of nine she would be single forever. Then Tom comes along.

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8. The Present

After our hug, we spend about two hours doing homework, with dinner inbetween, before we're finished and Tom is suggesting we watch a movie. We go downstairs to the living room where there are a couple of squishy bean bags and a small sofa for two. In the corner there is a stack of DVDs and a small TV. I settle myself on a bean bag.

'Allie, those bean bags get really uncomfortable. Come sit on the sofa.' I obey. Tom goes over to the DVD stack and begins to read out the names of them. I catch my reflection in the TV screen. To my surprise, I found I didn't mind what I saw quite so much as I used to. Sure, I still felt I looked ugly, but now I had Tom as a friend, things didn't seem to matter quite so much. I felt almost... normal.

He finished reading out the film titles and glanced round at me, expectantly. I realised I hadn't been listening to him.

'Umm... Any is fine I suppose...?' I grinned sheepishly. He rolled his eyes.

'Alright, well how does Jurassic Park sound to you?' Hmm. Plenty of scary moments to snuggle up to.

'Sure, that's great.' He inserted the DVD and we began to watch. I could feel his warmth pounding at me from beside me, encouraging me to cuddle up. It was almost half nine when I looked at the time. I swore.

'I have to be home by half nine! Sorry... Mother's orders!' I burst out, jumping up.

'I'll walk you home! It's dark!'

Well, I wasn't going to say no.

To be honest, I figured I probably would have been ok walking on my own, considering the street lamps lit up every couple of feet or so, and it took about 2 minutes.

It was a very short journey, and when we reached my house Tom turned to me.

'Allie, tonight was fun. I'm sorry for loading all my life story on you. That was kind of pathetic.' He smiled his crooked smile.

I began to babble on about how it completely wasn't pathetic, how everyone had emotional problems, and blah-de-blah, before I realised he was smiling at me.

'What?!' I asked.

But then

he

kissed

me.

A thousand emotions surged up inside me, my heart pounded like a mallet, thump, thump, thump, the butterflies began to dance. And everything was crazy but everything made sense all at once. Fireworks sparked in my brain, and I could feel his soft lips, oh so soft, gently massaging mine, and it felt RIGHT.

It could have lasted a couple of seconds, it could have lasted a thousand years, we couldn't tell.

We parted, and looked into eachothers eyes. He had the most beautiful, sparkly eyes.

'Wow.' He whispered, and his breath smell like mint and coconut. This had to be a dream. It HAD to be.

That night I lay in bed, and I couldn't stop thinking about that kiss. I GOT KISSED. By Tom. Finally, I was living my dreams of feeling beautiful.

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