Happy Ever After

Chapter 6.0

I loved Ansel more than I’d ever loved anybody. He was the first serious boyfriend that I had ever had and I too regretted breaking up with him, but I was always worried about what the future held. He had never done anything wrong and that left me wondering when the day that he broke my heart would walk around the corner.

“Ansel…”

“No,” his eyes filled with tears as he knew what was coming, “please, no.” And the first tear was rolling down his face in a matter of words. His grip on my hand became tighter and he buried it in a hug and kissed it gently repetitively. “Please. I love you. I love you. I love you.”

“Ansel, I love you too.” Slowly he lifted his head and it was then that I saw how many tears he had cried. “Do you know what I’m thinking about right now?” He shook his head. “Our first date. It was here and you ordered sausages and mash for me whilst I was in the bathroom and when I came back you told me what you ordered. Do you remember what happened next?”

“You told me you hated sausages and we laughed for a long time about how it is impossible to be English and hate bangers and mash.” He smiled as he remembered.

“And then…?” I encouraged.

“We had our first kiss.”

“And what did I promise you?”

“That you would love me for ever, apart or together.”

“I have never broken that promise, Ansel. And I never will.” I leant forward and kissed him trying to convey my hidden emotions in one single action. “So, to answer your proposal, yes, we can try again.” Ansel smiled and leant forward and kissed me back. I pulled away after a certain someone came to mind, “What about Lily?”

“She doesn’t matter.” He continued to kiss me before I interrupted. “How can she not matter? She’s your girlfriend.”

“Not anymore.” He leant in to continue what we had started but I pulled away.

“But she doesn’t even know that yet!”

“Look, first thing tomorrow, I’ll dump her.” He tried to resume kissing me again but I pulled back. “Ansel, if I was her and somebody better came along, would you hook up with her knowing that I still thought that we were together?”

“That’s a complete different scenario, we have practically been together for two and a half years, and I’ve known her five minutes.”

“Tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow.”