Faith
Noah followed me outside in front of his/my house.
"What happened?" he asked. I continued walking and he ran to catch up with me. I sat on the grass and traced my finger over the stone of my family.
"They would've been really proud," Noah said hugging my shoulders. I leaned into his shoulders, crying slightly. Why did they have to leave me? I thought to myself. I couldn't sit here all my life mourning about my parents. I needed to move on. I needed to live my life. I stopped sobbing abruptly. Noah looked at me questioningly. His blue eyes hypnotized me and I sat there, looking into them. Then, Noah crossed his eyes. I realized I'd been staring and looked away, chuckling softly.
"Hey Faith?" Noah asked. I looked at him. "I've been meaning to ask you. Do you, umm, … uh… y-you know, w-want t-to… um…," Noah stuttered. I laughed. He looked so funny when he stuttered. I looked into his eyes and he looked into mine. Do it! You know you want to! My brain screamed. I ignored my brain and focused on this moment. We leaned towards each other.
Then, we kissed. Under the blossom tree.