I take a deep breath, looking at the stars above us. As kids, we often come to the fields by our houses to play around. It was the best place we could play princess and prince, or even as animals in danger. When we became teenagers, it became to sneaking out late at night and deep conversations while staring up at the sky.
The grass around us sways and crackles against the night wind that brushes against our arms.
“I’ve got a question,” Robert says, turning to me.
I stay looking at the stars, hating how much my cheeks were heating up just from him looking at me. “Hm?”
“Are you happy with Toby?”
The question compulses me to turn to him. I see his dark eyes glistening against the moonlight, tempting me to lean closer to him. The look of his lips so encapsulating.
“Uh, yes, why?”
He turns away, looking back at the stars that are shining brightly tonight. The sky having no clouds to blanket over the full moon tonight.
“No, you don’t talk much of him, is all.” His adams apple moves as he gulps. “Are you sure, because--”
“What do you want me to say?” I raise myself up, sitting as I look down at him. “He’s not the worst guy and not the best guy… I’m satisfied with him.”
He scoffs. “Satisfied, but not happy.”
The nerve of him even judging my relationship. Yes, he’s 18 with two more years of experience compared to me, but that does not give him the feeling that he can boss around with who I can be in a relationship with.
“Look,” he raises as well, sitting up in eye level with me. “I just think you deserve someone better than Toby.”
“Don’t talk like that!”
“Like Toby is some playboy who is just using me for sex! He isn’t! He loves me!”
He averts his eyes away now, pulling one knee closer to him as he rests his arm on it. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to make you upset…”
My jaw is clenched as I stare at him with knotted brows.
A sigh escapes his mouth. “I waited a long time for you guys to break up.”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
His chest raises as he takes a deep breath, looking away again. “I want to be with you…”
My throat tightens. What am I supposed to say? What do I do?
“I hesitated on asking you out because I didn’t know how you’ll react… We’re great friends, Liz, but I don’t want to ruin the friendship we already have.”
A silence comes between us, but it’s not comfortable like it usually is. The air feels tense, like a blanket is covered over us, making it hard to breathe.
I stand. “Um… I… I don’t know, Robert.”
Just looking at him. How his eyebrows are raised with concern and his eyes filled with wonder. I can’t see him like this. I’ve never seen him like this. It almost sounds like I can hear his heart crack from what I just said.
“I’ll go if you want me to.” I say, starting to leave. But I am tugged immediately by the hand, causing me to turn to him as I am pulled close; my head fitting right on his chest.
“I’m sorry…” He says, pulling me into a hug. A hug that has a different feel to it; a feeling that I have never felt from him before. “If this makes things awkward between us--”
“It’s fine.” I cut him off, looking up at him from his chest. His dark hair falling on his forehead which I pull back behind his head. “You’re right. I’m not happy with him.”
The tips of his lips slightly raise, but quivering as he’s holding back a grin.
“Because I could only think of you when I’m with him. I had the biggest crush on you since I was 14 and you said that I was just a little sister to you.” I pause, backing away from him and staring at the ground. “Moving on from you is the hardest thing to do, Robert. You’re smart, musical, funny that it makes Toby--”
I am cut off by feeling his soft lips interlocking with mine. A warm hand placed upon my cheek and on my waist as his soft breath from his nose tickles my skin.
“Say no more, Elizabeth.” He whispers, our foreheads touching. “I will be yours if I can call you mine.”