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We Were Two Chapter 6 |
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“I can’t believe you actually saw ‘Titanic’ six times in the cinema!”, Bryan and I were sitting in my couch and he was totally shocked by what I just told him, “and now you’ve just watched it again. How many times have you seen that movie in total?” “God, I don’t know… I think I lost count at 25 or something” I started laughing when I saw that that statement almost made him spit his coke out. “25 times!? I mean sure, it’s a great film and I love it, but 25 times! That’s like more than 72 hours! 72 hours of just watching the same film over and over and over and over and over…” “Stop it!”, I said and started messing up his hair. His hair was really his sore spot, and the fact that I messed it up started a little wrestling match between the two of us. Luckily for me the phone rang after a few minutes and I had to get up to answer. He hated to lose and of course I would’ve won the wrestling match and that meant I’d had to spend the rest of the evening with a 6ft sourpuss. I actually thanked my mum for calling right on time! I hung up the phone and went over to the kitchen window. It was a beautiful evening, the stars were all out and it was a full moon. The past four days had been the best of my life. Four days… I couldn’t believe only four days had passed since our first kiss. And it had been four days of total happiness. He picked me up every afternoon after work and we’d go out for dinner with the others or just spend time only the two of us at my place. We didn’t mind what we did as long as we were together. I was so preoccupied with my own thoughts that I didn’t even notice Bryan coming in to the kitchen. My daydreams became reality when he put his arms around my waist and kissed my neck. “What were you thinking about, sweetie?”, he whispered, and continued holding me close. “Nothing special… Just how incredibly lucky I am to have met someone like you.” He turned me around, so that we now were face to face. His hand moved up to my cheek and he removed a strand of hair from my face. “I’m the lucky one, believe me!”, he softly stroke my cheek and leaned forward and softly kissed my forehead, my eyes, my nose but just as he was about to kiss my lips something outside the window caught his attention… “Oh my God!!”, the sound of his voice made me spin around and look out the window. When I saw what had made Bryan all excited a huge smile spread on my face. “That was not a day too soon. It’s about time those two understood that they’re made for each other.” Of course we were talking about Rhiannon and Mark, who at this very moment were kissing, like there was no tomorrow, on the other side of the street. They had probably been out for a walk with Nic and Shane, cos they stood a few metres away looking at the new couple and their eyes were filled with delight. Bryan and me went back to the living-room and I sat beside him on the couch. He put his arm around me and I leaned my head against his shoulder. I loved to sit like that, it made me feel safe, like no-one in the world could ever hurt me. Maybe they couldn’t, maybe I could just hurt myself… “It’s getting late, I should probably go back to the hotel…”, he said this as his fingers softly played with my hair. I sat up straight and looked him in the eyes. “You don’t have to, you can stay here if you like… I mean, if you want to…” His soft smile said it all and I leaned forward to kiss him… “72 hours!”He certainly knew how to destroy a romantic moment. He pulled away and was now splitting his side laughing. “I knew you’d never let me forget that one!”, I said and pretended to be hurt. Obviously it worked, cos the laughter stopped and he apologized. My looking-hurt plot continued and he now looked very lost and worried. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to make you sad… I just… I’m really sorry…”. That was too much for me to handle and I couldn’t keep a straight face anymore. This time I was the one laughing like never before. “That was just cruel!”, he whined and by the look on his face I knew it was time for another one of our now traditional ‘chase-around-the- kitchen-table’. I got up as fast as I could, still laughing, but he caught me after just a few meters… My laughter stopped, just as sudden as it had started, when I saw the look in his eyes. They were filled with trust, love and promises. He took my hand and slowly led me to my bedroom… |
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Chapter 7 |