Meet Me in the Meadow

Dreams are like fireflies. You have to catch them in order to see the beauty, but once they stop lighting up, they die. That sums up my life. An eighteen year old girl, who sits alone everyday in the same spot wondering what to do with her life. If anyone wants to save me from ending it, tell them to meet me in the meadow. I bet you no one will show up.
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42. December Bliss

The snow fell from the sky lightly. The first snow fall this year! I wrapped Mia in my arms and watched out the window in complete awe. Harry came into the room, holding two mugs of hot chocolate. He handed one to me, and it looked like a famous chef made it or something. It had whip cream swirled into perfection, chocolate flakes and sauce drizzled on top, and a peppermint stick in it. I slowly took a sip, tasting the pure goodness.

 "You have a little something on your lip." Harry said, coming closer to me.

 He reached over, and rubbed the whip cream off my lip with his thumb. He then plopped his thumb in his mouth, which made me giggle a bit. Harry suddenly put his hands on my waist and started tickling me. I quick put Mia and the hot chocolate down, and tried to pry him off me. Pretty soon we were both on the floor, Harry on top of me. He stopped tickling me and looked down into my eyes. He leaned in, and so did I. When are lips met, it felt like fireworks. Sparks were flying everywhere and I had this feeling in the pit of my stomach that felt like butterflies. The feeling was perfect. He deepened the kiss, me wrapping my fingers through his curly hair. He lifted me off the ground, spinning in a circle. Surprisingly, we still didn't break the kiss. He looked at me with a look as if he wanted to take it farther, but was unsure. I nodded my head, biting my lower lip like I always do. He carried me to his bedroom, carefully laying me on his king sized bed. He slowly crawled on top of me, smashing his lips onto mine once again.

 "Are you sure you are ready?" He asked me, concern in his eyes.

 "Yes, but I've never done this before..." I reply, a blush forming on my face from embarrassment.

 "We don't have to if you don't want to." He said, starting to get off of me.

 I quickly pulled him towards me, and put my lips by his ear.

 "I want to." I whispered, pushing his head back slightly so I could see him.

 The look in his eyes went from bright to dark and filled with lust. He slowly leaned in, kissing me on the nose before smashing his lips onto mine. Our lips moved in sync, always moving in a perfect pattern. 

 The rest of the night was perfect, almost flawless. I love Harry so much, and this was the first time I actually felt like I could spend the rest of my life with someone. He was perfect in every way and I loved being next to him all the time. This night was sparkling, and I never wanted to let it go. It was filled with passion, and lust. 

 It was like December Bliss.

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