Love will find a way by Abby L. (best motivational novels .txt) 📕

"I love you"

I couldn't hold it back anymore, I had to tell him.

"I love you" I whispered to him, our faces inches away from each other. He didn't say anything, just kept looking into my eyes. Then he slowly brought his hand up and brushed a peice of my pink hair away from my eyes.

"I love you too" He whispered back. I grabbed his hand that was by my face and held it by my chest. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment between us. When I opened my eyes, I saw Matsou staring at me. When I looked at him, he smiled.

"What?" I asked, smiling along with him.

"You finally talked" He said, smilling wider. "I love your voice"

I could feel myself blushing, and I heard him laugh a little.

"And I love your blush" He said, running his hand gently over my cheek. We layed there like that, just talking, for a little while. And finally, after all the pain in my life, I had finally found happiness. But it didn't last very long.

Kasuma sat up with a sigh. "I have to go" He said getting off the bed.

"Are you sure? You could always stay here" I told him, hoping he wouldn't leave.

"I have to" He said, walking out the door. I wanted to ask him why, but I didn't want to intrude on his buisness. If he wants to tell me, he will.

"Bye" I said, watching him dissapear out of my room. I heard the front door open and close, then I knew. He was gone.

I looked at the clock above the quiet T.V. It was 12:39 in the morning. I lay may head down on the couch pilllow, and as soon as I was comfy the doorbell rang. Who the heck came to my house at 12:40 in the morning? I wondered as I walked over to the door. When I opened it, at first I didnt know who I was looking at. Then I realized, it was Kasuma. I had a gray hoodie on, and his head down.I cold tell it was him from the light pink hair peaking out from his hood. He had his hands in his pockets and didn't look at me when I opened the door.

"Can I stay here for a while?" He asked, still not looking up.

"Of course, but whats wrong with your house?" I asked.

He looked up at me and said "I'm not welcome there anymore". When he looked at me, I saw blood runing down his face from his nose, and he had a black eye. Immediatly I grabbed his hand  gently and lead him inside. After I closed the door, I lead him to the upstairs bathroom.

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up" I said as we walked. When we came to the bathroom, i grabbed a wash cloth and got it wet with warm water. What happened to him? Is he okay? When can he go back to his house? I had so many questions, but I decided to start with only one.

"Are you okay?" I asked him as I touched the warm wash cloth to his bloody face. He didn't say anything, he just nodded slightly. I laid my free hand on his arm, and barely noticed his flinch. Raising my eyebrows in question, I slowly and carefully lifted his Sleeve to see huge bruises on his arms. Before I brought it all the way up, he laid his hand over mine, stopping me from going any farther. I tried to look at his face, but he was looking down at the floor.

"You don't have to hide anything from me" I whispered, lifting his head with my finger tips. Our eyes met, and I could see the sadness in his eyes. He looked down again, refusing to look at me for longer than a second. For a moment, I could only look at him. Then I knew what to do. I pulled him into my arms and held him in a warm, gentle embrace. At first he was tense, like he thought I was going to hurt him. Then, all at once, he relaxed and wrapped his arms around me. He burried his face in my neck and I could feel hot tears dropping on me like rain.

"I'll always protect you" I whispered in his ear. "I promise"

After Kasuma was cleaned up, I lead him to my room to get him some clothes to change into (Since his had blood spots on it) I got out a plain grey T-Shirt from my drawer and handed it to him. "You can sleep in here, I'll be downstairs if you need me" I told him, heading towards the door.

"Are you sure?" he asked, sounding guilty he was taking my room.

"Of course, I don't mind the couch, honestly" I replied, smiling at him. I turned back around and went into the living room.

I layed on the couch and looked at the clock. 2:24 A.M. I rolled over so I was facing the couch and slowly drifted off into sleep.

Right before I was completely asleep, I heard someone silently coming down the stairs. But I was to sleepy to react, so I just listened as they walked over toward me. I knew exactly who it was. And I'm glad that he's here, safe and sound.

I walked down the stairs quietly, seeing if he was really downstairs. I didnt want him to leave, and I didn't want to be alone. I had changed into his shirt, and it smelled just like him. He smells beautiful, I thought, smelling the thin fabric. Halfway down, I saw Matsou's Peaceful, sleeping body on the couch. I paused on the stairs for a moment, debating weather I should disturb him or not. Staying as quiet as I could, I silently walked over to the couch he was on. He was faceing the couch with his hands by his face. He looks so peaceful. I sat down on the edge of the couch that he had left open. I couldn't help but smile when I looked at him. His white hair was glowing in the dark, and I could see his slow, steady breathing, telling the world he was having beautiful dreams.I couldn't help it, I had to touch him. I reached out and brushed his warm cheek with the back of my fingers. He's so warm. His breathing stopped for a moment when I ouched him, then he let it all out and I saw him smile a little bit. He's awake. I continued to stroke his cheek and his beautiful white hair. I trailed my hand down to his shoulder, and decided to let him sleep. I got up from the couch and started back for the stairs.

"Wait," Matsou mumbled, rolling over on the couch. His eyes were still closed, but he reached his arm out as if to pull me back to him. "Don't leave".

Smilling, I walked back over to the couch and sat down right infront of him on the floor. I grabbed his hand and pressed his fingers against my face. He smells so good. Before I knew it I fell asleep just like that, both of my arms on the couch, our faces inches away from each other, and hand in hand with the love of my life.

When I woke up, the first thing I noticed was that I was the only person in the living room.