Chris began to swim to the edge of the pool with my head still on his chest and my eyes closed. As soon as I felt his arm leave from around my waist, my arms around his neck tightened and he would whisper into my hair, 'it's ok, I'm not letting go.' That's what Rose said to Jack in the Titanic and look what happened? She let him go!
"Pull her up!" I heard Chris yell but not too loud because his lips were close to my ear. Chris moved his arm so that his hand was rested on my waist as his other held onto the edge of the pool. Chris moved us so that my back was against the cold wet tiles and he was pressed against me, but not roughly, we were just barely touching. I felt someone grab onto my shoulder but then let go as Chris pulled me from the tiles and turned me around so that my back was t
