Logan

Twenty-two

She turned and faced him smiling. «Why should we break the habit?» she said.
«I don't know,» he answered. «Do we want to go somewhere else or?»
«Can we go to the other room upstairs?» she asked standing up. «I heard there's slower music and I'm pretty tired»
He followed her in the other room and, as he heard quieter and slower music, he relaxed. She grabbed his hand and brought him on the dance floor where they danced for a full hour.
She was so full of energies, but still it wasn't like the first time they danced. She was with her head in the clouds, probably thinking of something else and not knowing what made him sad. Even just the fact that she wouldn't tell him what bothered her made him feel bad.
«Are you ok?» he said in her ear when she put her hands behind his neck and kind of hugged him.
«Yes, I'm just exhausted, I need to go home.» she said. But she wasn't just exhausted, she was all pail in the face and he took her downstairs where she said to her friends she was going home while he was taking the car.
When she stepped in the car she was looking definitely pail. «Are you sure you're ok?» he asked again.
«I'm about to throw up» she said.
«And you waited until now to let me know?» he asked worried.
«Mm-hm» she went. She took a couple of deep breaths and then calmed down. «Take me home»
He drove as quick as he could and helped her to get inside even if she kept telling him to leave her because she could've done it on her own. She opened the apartment door with her keys and then she turned to him. Her cheeks finally went back to their normal colour. «Do you want to stay or?» she asked.
«If that's not a problem» he replied.
«Us all sweated up is the problem» she said. «Get in the shower with me.» he smirked. «No, it doesn't mean anything like that»
He laughed.

***

«You should bring some fresh clothes with you sometimes, you can't always count on me» Cristina told him when giving him the clothes he left her a while before.
«Yes, I should, but I'm actually counting on you, so»
«Well, then, stop because I'm not that reliable.» she said falling on her bed.
She kept her eyes closed so she didn't see him staring at her. She was so beautiful and every time he thought of that, he felt bad for what he made, even if she didn't seem to have so many problems with that situation.
"It's how she's done" he reminded of what she said. "Calm and focused on the present"
He sneaked into the bed and turned off the lights. He was craving so bad in that moment because he wanted to touch her, to feel her skin under his fingers, to breathe her perfume to make her feel better and happier but all he could do was closing his eyes and dream of all of that.