I kissed him back, wound my arms around his neck, and tried to show him the same passion that he was showing me. I didn’t know if we were going too fast and honestly, I didn’t give a f**k anymore. I love Nick. I wanted him with every fiber of my soul.
I may be new to being in a serious relationship but it didn’t matter. I love him. He loves me. And I knew that I no longer feared the ghosts of his past, because honestly, I created them, made them bigger and scarier than they actually were. And I almost lost him because of my own insecurity, my own paranoia. I would not do that again. I wouldn’t hold anything back anymore.
Suddenly, light exploded above us, interrupting our kisses. I pulled away from him and stared up at the glass ceiling. I saw fireworks erupting in the skies, mirroring
