I twirl my finger around the my IPods track pad and listen to the music as it blares through my head phones. I pull my blonde hair into a pony tail and lean against the bus seat. A four hour bus ride isn't exactly what I would call fun, but it will all be worth it when I am in his arms.

A sign fly's by and my face lights up. My lips tilting into a smile.
       Calgary- 5 Km

I sit up straight and fidget with my hair. It slipped out of the pony tail and was blowing around my face.
My mind drifts to him Is he waiting for me?

Did he forget?

I bite my lip and run my fingers through my hair. I twist a silky strand around my pinkie and blow my bangs out of my face. The bus screeches to a halt and I scramble up from my seat. I grab my bag and trip over my feet almost falling on my face.

Calm down Chels I murmur to myself.

I step off of the bus and feel the cool air hit my face. I shiver and reach for my hoodie, but it wasn't in my bag. I groan and realise I left it on the bus. I look around and see a little girl playing with her mother. I look for him, but I can't see him.

I collapse onto the curb and bury my face in my knees. I knew he wouldn't come. I got my hopes up for nothing. The tears start to fall and I feel rain drops hitting the top of my head. They fall down my cheeks and I smile lightly. The sky is crying to. I think to myself. I flop into my back and my white shirt clings to my body. I groan and close my eyes and fell the rain splatter on my face.

I lay there for almost an hour. I knew that I was going to catch a cold, but I didn't care. He wasn't coming. A shadow fell over me and I mumbled at them to go away. Warm hands clutch my hands and pulled me against their body. I gasped and buried my face in there chest and inhaled the scent of him. Rain and something spicy. I glance up at him and gaze into those warm eyes of his.

Jared I murmur against his chest.

I'm sorry I am so late.
His black hair sticks out from under his hood and he rubs his hands over my bare arms, He unzips his hoodie and helps me into it. It's a bit big, but I smile and cling to him. He tucks a strand of wet hair from my face behind my ear and cups my face in his hands. They are rough, but warm. Soothing.

I tingle all over and his hands rest lightly on my hips, holding me against him. His hair is wet and hangs over his face. His cheeks flushed from the wind bitten rain and his lips a beautiful shade of red. I reach out with my left hand and touched his lips. They part slightly and he kisses my thumb. I bite my lip and see him smile. A real smile.

You look so cute when you do that I feel my cheeks warm and he sits on the curb and pulls me onto his lap. He buries his face against the sensitive curve of my neck and bites it gently and I shiver. His arms are bare and Goosebumps decorate his flesh. He touches my wrist and I wince. They hurt to even be gently touched by him. I touch his thigh and he cringes. We share a knowing glance and he smiles lightly at me.

He stands up and pulls me up with him and into his arms. Rain pounds down on us and he presses his lips against mine. I part my lips and feel him smile against me. He holds me close and kisses me softly.
Never leave me He says, his voice barely above a whisper.
I shake my head and cling t him afraid of letting go and losing him.