As i zip up the back of my black and white floral dress, I stare at myself in the mirror. Did Taron really like me more than a friend? If so why didn't he say anything?! Should I say something? I shake my head to get rid of the endless questions roaming through my head and flatten down my dress at the front. I take my hands up to the waist of the dress and tie up the belt, cinching it tightly into my waist to accentuate my curves. Once I had finished the knot off with a bow I place my hands on my hips and stare at my body in the mirror. I look down at my hands and imagine they were Tarons. I smile to myself as I imagine him behind me, his hands on me, pressing his body close to mine so no air can pass between the both of us. I quickly pull my hands away before my thoughts could travel elsewhere and pick up my clutch from the bed. I take out my phone and send Taron a quick text.
<< just leaving now, I'll see you in around 15 :) >>
Before I had the chance to put my phone back into the clutch, it lit up with a notification from Taron.
<< see you soon, everyone is excited to see you again x >>
***
After finishing a hearty meal made by Tina and Guy, we sit in the living room, catching up after not seeing each other for a while. Taron and the girls were on the floor playing with a few Barbie dolls and watching them together made my heart warm. I continue watching as Taron moves the doll in his hand around, creating a scene with the girls, my smile growing wider as he becomes more involved in the game. I then watch as Mari makes her way off of the floor and towards me, holding out her hand and looking into my eyes. "My doll needs a friend". She ushers towards the floor where Taron and Rosie are laying and then turns her head back towards me, her hand still out in front of me.
I notice that Taron has stopped focussing on the game and is watching me, waiting for my next move. I flash him a quick glance and then out my hand in Mari's small palm. I kneel down onto the floor so I am level with all three of them and look up at Taron once again, who now has a large grin plastered on his face. He seems extremely happy at the fact that I have joined in the game, especially as I have been missed greatly by the two girls. But something within me feels as though it was more than that; that it meant a great deal to him.
I think back to my earlier conversation with Millie and replay the words that she said. I once again ask myself whether I should say something to Taron, to find out his true feelings, but I shake the thought away again, not wanting to ruin the moment.
