Only yesterday

This is a passage for my new story that I'm working on. tell me what you think(:

We both lied underneath the colossal of beaming stars in the still silence. The stars shimmered and glistened in the soft moon light, the sight was astonishing even though at that moment I thought nothing could get any better, I thought nothing could be more beautiful than these striking stars my eyes where fixated on.

“Catherine?” His voice sang a soft song in what was left of the silence.

I guess I was wrong there is something more beautiful than what we laid underneath. I turned to the one who called my name.

“Killian?” His name rolled off my lips perfectly almost like they belonged there forever. We stared at each other so intently but his lips still curved into the smallest smirk. And it made me beam, he made me beam.

“Yes?” His voice seemed to echo in the darkness. His eyes still stared into mine with such passion and joy because of this I didn’t want to respond at all. I yearned for time to decide to take a sudden halt because at that very moment he didn’t seem worried or troubled and I wasn’t anxious or constantly thinking of the thought of tomorrow.

“What are you thinking about?” The soft monotone of his voice brought me down back to earth.

I was thinking about so much but I could only cough up one word, “Us,” I confessed, feeling the ridges of his hands on mine. He looked concerned. My rough hands made it way to his scar that started at his wrist up to his elbow. He cringed, although I paid no attention, I kept on rubbing his recovered wound reassuring him that that day is long gone.

“What about us?” He whispered into my hair. I tried not to seem fazed by his whisper but he knows it gets me every time.

“Its nothing,” I glanced over at him sensing his eyes on mine.

“Do you want to know what I’m thinking?” He laid there next to me, as still as the waters on a calm summer day.

“Yes,” I responded. Lips moved nothing else, the though of what was going threw his intricate train of thought made me weak.

“You, I’m thinking about you. I’m pondering whether I should share how I really feel about you, about us. And I’m contemplating whether I should tell that I’m in love with you, but I’m still not sure because this moment is so wonderful I don’t want to say or do anything that will mess it up.”