Loving Adam

Chapter 10

My head feels really dizzy. At one point, I see Laura's head turning into a glittery cloud.

"Laura," I try to call her but she's cheering for the band.

I hear beautiful guitar playing and the girl starts singing Across the Universe. 

Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup
They slither wildly as they slip away across the universe

"Laura," I call her again, stretching my body forward so I can tap her. But she's far out of my reach and my head hurts more when I move my body.

Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my opened mind... 
Possessing and caressing me.

You need to go home, I hear myself saying, you need to stand up right now, and go home.

I place my both hands on the sides of my thigh and push myself to stand.

Thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letter box
They tumble blindly as they make their way across the universe

Oh God, dizzy.

With all energy I have left, I push my body up. 

There you go, I am standing up.

Oh but it's spinning. It's spinning like crazy.

"Hart?" I hear someone saying, "What are you doing?"

Sounds of laughter, shades of life are ringing through my open ears
Inciting and inviting me..

From the blurry vision of my eyes, I see Adam getting off his seat. 

He walks toward me, "Hart? Are you okay?"

Limitless undying love which shines around me like a million suns
It calls me on and on, across the universe.

"Hart!" he shouts as I fall straight down to the floor.

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There is that thought you had when you were young, where someday you will end up like the main character of the movie you love. You thought that, someday, a handsome man will come and sweep me off my feet, and he will love me forever and make me the happiest woman on earth. You thought, that's what love really is. No one told you about the part where the handsome man might not treat you the way you pictured him to, or there might be other characters who are way prettier than you.

No one told you that those are not the hardest part of all. The hardest, as you've come to realize when you grow older, is how to forget them all.

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"Are you awake?" I hear a voice.

I open my eyes slowly. 

"Hart?" I hear that voice again.

I see Adam's face. As I begin to gather consciousness, I realize I was laying on his legs and we're on the steps of my porch.

I blink. Oh, my head hurts like hell. 

"Come on, I'll help you sit," he wraps his arm around my back and help me sit properly. I see my mom's gardenias in front of us. "

"I'm not sure whether you can get in right now. You're not exactly at the state you want your parents to see," he sneers.

"How long was I out?" I ask him. 

"About 20 minutes since we got here," he says, "If we include that moment you fell on your face at the pub, it'll be 40 minutes total, give or take."

"Oh God," I sigh, touching my head. "Where is Laura? I'm supposed to sleep over at hers."

"Not anymore," he says, "She went home with Martin."

"Oh no," I sigh and he laughs. "Look, alcohol makes people do crazy things. I mean, look what happened to you. Was that your first time drinking?"

I nod.

"I reckoned," he says, "Just an advice, next time try to hold the drink a little bit."

"Shut up."

He looks amused. "Hey! I carried you all the way here, sat here all alone for 20 minutes waiting for you to wake up, and you asked me to shut up?"

"If it's too troublesome for you, why didn't you just leave me here then? You always leave anyway."

He chuckles again,"Why are you angry at me?"

"Because!" I snap. 

"Okay, no more alcohol for you, Hart. Ever," he rubs my hair playfully, "I will make sure of that."

I scoff, "How can you do that? Soon, you and I won't be seeing a lot of each other."

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"I got my acceptance letter from Harvard. I'm moving to Boston after graduation."

He looks at me, not saying anything.

"Hey congratulate me, you jerk," I punch her shoulder.

"Hart, stop," he catches my hand and he holds it tight.

"What?" I ask, "Let go of my hand."

"I said stop," he says, gripping it even tighter.

"What are you doing-" I pull my hand but before I finish my sentence, I feel his lips are pressed against mine.

I couldn't breathe.

I see him closing his eyes. His hands are cupping my face and I feel his tongue circles around inside my mouth .

"Close your eyes, Hart," he says. "And kiss me back."

I close my eyes and let the dream happens.

That part where Adam Marx becomes my first kiss.

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