History of You and Me

Chapter 35

So it was finally near time to leave to set up the place. I put on the black dress on long with some skin color tights. I curled my hair in waves the put it into a ponytail letting loose strands frame my face.
I've seen girls on the street do that and I've always wanted to try it myself, it's definitely pretty as could be.
I did my makeup too, but simple, I felt more me when I did it simple.

Then I grabbed some suede black pumps and my purse and set out to Izzy's Fizzies.

It was exactly 8. The door was covered in lights. The lights beamed beautiful in the darkness.
I walked inside and the girl I had talked to earlier was trying to turn on a lighter.

"Oh! You look amazing"
She said with a big smile
"Thanks. I see you've started the decorating already?"
"I live to decorate. This is the most fun I've had at work in a while"
I let out a chuckle

I take out my phone and think to tell Dahlia what I'm doing so I give her quick text rundown of what was going down and she sent back
"GOODLUCKKK DEEE <3 lmk everything when you're done"
I put my phone away and help with the lighter

I effortlessly start it and the girl just laughs

By the time we finish the rest of the light putting up it's
8:25
Perfect
"Well I leave the rest up to you."
She says, throwing the keys to me
"Remember to lock up"

She leaves and I just sigh. The quiet room is comforting yet unsettling. I go to the back and grab the radio. I unplug it and put it on the counter. I find one of my favorite radio stations; a jazz station.

I lower its volume so it's playing quietly.
I turn on some of the string and fairy lights and it's so beautiful.
The place looks like a little wonderland.

I sit on one of the bar stools once it's
8:33
Bucky is either super late or super on time so I don't expect him to come waltzing through the door anytime soon

I hum along to the jazz as I wait.
I decide to get out some beers if he wants to drink or smash one over my head.
8:40
Sitting alone in the (almost) dark is very boring. I tap my fingers on the counter trying to amuse myself.
8:50
I start to feel tiredness overcome me
From the nerves and excitement taking my energy to doing more than I've done in a couple of weeks and to the lighting and soft music.
8:55
I lay my head on the cold countertop, bored and tired.
I feel my eyelids get heavier and heavier
9:03
Until I can't fight it anymore
And I fall asleep

Bucky

The clock that sat near my tv read 7:15.
I looked at the letter of Diane's beside me

"What am I supposed to do"
I mumble to myself as I get up from my couch.
What do I have to lose

I try to not look at the clock as I sit on the couch to watch tv but my eyes easily drift over to it.

No I will not let her get in my head.
I cant just accept her back just like that.

I don't even know if I should bother trying with a relationship beyond friends.

I throw a pillow at my clock but the pillow falls to the floor and the clock just gets pushed back.

I open the letter and stare at its words
Her words

I would jump to any invitation given to me by her a month ago but now I don't even know if she is my Diane or just a Diane. Maybe the 21st century got to her and I hadn't notice from the nostalgia of loving her.

But what she did. Her walking out of the restaurant with that. .. guy. It's burned into my brain. The agony of waiting for her at the movies. Just wanting to see her around the corner any minute.

I scroll through some movies on my television and pick one of the ones I really like.

Once this movie is over, and if it's still in the hour of 8.. I'll go. If it's already reached 9 when I finish and get ready. I won't go