Even the Bravest Prince Loses Against his Heart(2)

Jade’s POV (Again):

He can get me so made sometimes!! Pffffff............. Okay. Now what? We’re staying here until one of us gets sleepy, and that might take a while.

I usually hate silence, you know the one where both of you want to say something but none of you even dares to, and this time was no exception.

Tic toc, tic toc. The seconds felt like hours. I am not spending the rest of the night like this. But lucky for me Cameron finally broke the silence.

“So.....”
“So....” Did I say lucky? If I did, I take it back. We said about 1000000 sos before we actually started a conversation.

“Hey Jade. Is that your name because.....”

“Because I have green eyes. Emma is my middle name because it’s a short for Emerald. But I hate people calling me that.”

“Did you read my mind?” He smiled. Aww!!! He is smiling at me!! Calm down Jade. Calm down.

“No but I get that question a lot.” I giggled. Why? I’ll tell you when I figure it out.

“From who? No one comes here.” Shit!! Totally forgot about that detail.

“No I mean....uhhh...when I used to live with my mom.”

“Oh. Okay.”

That was close.

“That name really defines me” I laughed at my comment, he did the same.

“Actually when you think about it, it does. I mean your eyes really do look like jades and emeralds”

“Why thank you” I said using my fake British accent. He just smiled at me. What’s up with the smiling thing????

“Did you make a wish?”

“What?”

“The shooting star”

“Oh, yeah. I didn’t. You?”

“Yeah, I wished that...” He paused took a deep breath and continued “If I win this battle to be half the king my father is. I’m afraid that if I wouldn’t be... I don’t know. It was a stupid wish.”

“Well I think you’ll make a great king.” I smiled

“Wow. Is it just me or was that compliment?”

“It was. But don’t get a big head okay?” We both laughed at that idea.

After another brutal silence he started laughing quietly out of nowhere.

“What?”

“Nothing”

“What’s so funny? Tell me!!!”

“I was remembering about how I used to love playing tag when I was a kid. I once hid in my mom’s bathroom and got locked in it by accident, I didn’t know how to teleport yet. I satyed there for the entire day until someone finally found me and in the end I won the game.”

“Oh. Okay you’re weird.”

“So I’ve been told”

“Well you know if you..... Tag you’re it!!” I said running away from him, laughing my ass off when I say his confused/amused face.

“Bet you can’t catch me!!” I teased him.

“Oh yeah? We’ll see about that” He caught with me pushed me gently to the wall. We we’re now face to face, his hands stopping me from going anywhere. He was just standing in front of me breathing heavy like me, pulled his head down as we laughed. He then lifted his head.

When he looked me in the eyes, I melted. How can something so wrong feel so right to me?

He placed his soft delicate hand on my cheek, moved it down to my chin and lifted my head up even more (in case I forgot to mention: he was tall). I am sure I must looked like a tomato now. I smiled shyly.

I looked at him, contemplating his perfect face; his dirty blond hair was a bit messy, his eyes had a peculiar colour, or colours: blue green (wow) with a few red spots here and there. I looked down to his lips noticing that they were coming closer and closer to mine. I could feel his arm breath.

He’s not going to kiss me is he? I hope not. What am I saying? Take me in your arms. Let’s go to Hawaii and run away!!!! Smack one on me!!

It felt like a vital moment: my heart was telling to take him in my arms, my mind was telling to get away from him as soon as possible.

At this moment our faces were only centimetres away from each other. This entire time, his eyes didn’t leave mine nor did mine leave his. Have you ever wondered how can we say so much more with the eyes? Well not me, until now that is.

Heart or mind? I choose heart. No wait, mind!!

Then I found myself involuntarily joining his lips with mine and letting my tongue slip into his mouth after he did the same. I shut my eyes as he did: it’s not polite to peek. I put my hand around his neck and he put his around my waist. No doubt about it now: my heart is way stronger that my mind.

The kiss was magical, passionate, and ardent: I felt like millions of unknown feelings were just urging to get out of me. It was like time stopped and it was only me and Cameron, I wish it did. The kiss only lasted a few seconds, for me it felt like an eternity.

When he pulled away, I was glad it was over but wanted more. I knew that this was dangerous: the fact that I might, no not might, that I surely have feelings for him could destroy every chance of us winning the old war and wrong the prophecy, but I didn’t care, I just wanted to be with him, never leaving him.

Next, Cameron embraced with his arms; I wish that he would never let me go. He came closer to my cheek, I felt his warm breath on it and he kissed; I had a grin that went from one ear to another. I kissed him back.