Inside Lucas' home, it's just the way I remembered it, mainly white with touches of other different colours and top tier paintings. He leads me to his living room.
"Have a seat",
I sit on the white couch. He really loves white.
"What can I get you? Water, alcohol or tea?" He asks looking around.
What's he looking for?
Or maybe he's just trying to avoid my gaze. Well buddy, too late for that.
"I'm good, thanks"
"Oh", he says and looks down
Yep he's avoiding my gaze.
OK.
"Listen I know I'm not welcomed here",
That catches his attention,
"What? No"
I ignore his protests and continue, "And it's fine really. We're not friends or anything and I'm acting like a clingy bitch"
"Victoria", he says before kneeling at my front and taking my hands in his. A blissful feeling goes up my spine. Oh god, I'm feeling it. It's getting real.
What is he doing? I do not like this.
"Victoria, that's not true"
"Oh I think it is. Can you please let go of my hands?"
He ignores me, "I'm sorry"
"Oh why? It's not like you disappeared for a month and it's not like I was worried"
Next thing I know, he's wrapped his arms around me.
He's hugging me.
"Lucas, what- let go. Let go"
He only hugs tighter, "I'm sorry"
"Let go"
"I missed you", he whispers.
Oh. That's cute, I guess.
Wait am I hugging him back? How did my arms get there? Someone stop me.
I pull out of the hug first.
He stares at me smiling a bit.
"Oh fuck, this is so embarrassing",
He chuckles before taking a seat beside me.
We sit there I'm silence for a few seconds. It's not awkward. It's like we're both trying to access what just happened. Something has changed. I feel it and I know it feels it too.
I grab my jacket resting by the arm of the chair to take my phone before handing it over to him.
He looks at the phone then at me.
I roll my eyes. Idiot.
"Type in your number"
"Oh", he smiles a bit and collects it before typing in his number.
He hands it back a few seconds later. I call his number and his phone on the table on the table nearby brightens signaling a call.
He grabs it and I hang up. He checks for a few seconds saving my number I suppose before dropping it again.
I clear my throat ready to interrogate him.
"So, where did you go to?"
"Japan", he simply says.
Oh lucky bitch. I can't suddenly take a trip. My occupation won't let me.
"How was your trip?"
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