History

“Do you think we could actually make it?” She asks, hesitation clear in her voice. He took a step closer to her, his hand caressed her face.

“Yes.” He whispers to her. The rest of that night is history.

“Say you love me.” She pleads, looking up into his eyes. He reaches for her waist and pulls her closer.

“I do.” He says and silences any more words. The rest of that night is history.

“Don’t ever leave me.” She says, laying in his arms. Messy hair and sheets everywhere, he looks down at her.

“I won’t.” He states without any hesitation. The rest of that night is history.

“Did you even mean any of it?” She asks, mascara staining her face.

“No.” He says before walking away. Now they were history too.