A Soul's Mate
Chapter 4: How Cliché
Maka ran up the winding street leading to the apartment building. She was breathing heavy and her heart raced but she didn't care. She just wanted to get there as fast as possible. While she was running she was thinking about what she was going to say to Soul, or if she should say anything. Maka knew as well Soul did that words can sound empty and meaningless. Then there was a loud crack of thunder and Maka started feeling droplets on her face. But finally she reached the apartment building. She started picking up speed going up the stairs.
Soul was so deep in thought that he almost didn't notice the blonde haired girl running up the stairs. Once he saw her, he quickly slid on a pair of old sneakers and ran out the door. With every step he took the rain only got more ferocious but he also got closer to Maka. He knew what he had to say and he only hoped he could say it.
Finally they met half way on the stairs. They were both soaked from the monsoon like rain.
"Maka I'm so- started Soul but Maka passionately kissing him cut him off! At first Soul was surprised but he quickly returned the embrace. After a couple minutes the kiss was broken by Soul pulling away.
"Where did that come from" asked Soul exasperated?
"I love you Soul I wasn't sure about it before but now I know I do" said Maka taking Soul's hands.
"Maka I love you too" said Soul smiling.
"Are we a thing now" asked Maka a slight chuckle in her voice? Before Maka could even react Soul dipped her and kissed her.
"That answer your question" asked Soul? Maka was lightly dusted with a shade of pink.
"Yes and um… can you put me back on my feet I really don't feel like getting a concusion" asked Maka? Soul swooped her back up and placed her on her feet. After that they both let out a huge laugh!
" Now can we go inside? I really don't want to catch a cold that would be really uncool" said Soul. Maka grabbed his hand and ran up into the apartment!
"I am going to go get changed" said Maka walking towards her room.
"Me too" bellowed Soul already at his room. When Maka got into her room an open book was on her bed. Maka recognized it from the bright yellow cover, A Soul's Mate. She walked over to it and read the page it was open to.
"Love is composed of a single soul inhabiting to bodies –Aristotle" read Maka. Reading this caused her to chuckle.
"How cliché" said Maka putting the yellow book back on the shelf.
Ok guys that is the end of my first story, A Soul's Mate. I had so much fun writing this and I can't wait to write more. Sorry this ending was so short but I really ran out of ideas!