Untouched Love

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He gave me a devilish side glance before proceeding to read off the list of things we had to do before we started.

The whole experience was pretty fun honestly, I think I did pretty good for my first time.

While we were in the middle of flying, his phone rang. "Oh hold on, I need to take this." He walked out and picked it up. Hmm, I wonder who it is...no, relax, It's none of your business.

"Oh I'm not up to much, It's pretty dead today so I brought my friend in for an hour long session" He said.

Friend? I know we aren't dating, but...friend? He hung up after only a few minutes then came back to help me out. I wanted to ask about that call without sounding like a pantomath.

"Geez, just ditching me? I could've crashed!" I said jokingly.

"Oh that was just my boss, he was asking how busy we were."

Ok. Now I can't even be mad. I don't expect him to tell his boss that he brought his "situationship" over for a flight. God, I really need to stop assuming and rushing to conclusions before I know the whole story...it really does ruin my mood and cause me to feel unnecessary things.

We got back to it and finished the last 30 minutes.

"And there you have it. That's how you fly a plane! Pretty fun, hey?"

"Actually ya, it was. It's cool that this is what you got to do for work."

"Yea, I quite enjoy it. I also like to show off just a little bit because I like to think that I know a fair bit about flying." He said shyly.

"Haha, I think It's okay to show off when you're really passionate about something." I looked at him, and we shared a moment for only a second. All I wanted to do was kiss him. Everytime we lock eyes, that's all I can think about...but we didn't.

We walked up to the front lobby area and talked for a few minutes.

"Well, I guess I shouldn't distract you while you have to work..." I said, hoping he'd say to stay just a little longer. Who am I kidding though. I need to stop thinking that he's going to act like we're in a relationship 100% of the time.

I wanted to at least hug him goodbye, but I also knew he wanted to keep things professional at work.

"Alright, well I guess I'll see you tomorrow then."

"Yes, I'm excited!" He said in the cutest happy voice.

I walked out feeling so happy. That just put me in a really good mood.

Unfortunately, once returning home, I was filled with the overwhelming rush of boredom. So, I continued to write...and I wrote until about 1 am that night. One of the reasons that I like writing is not only because It's a way for me to express my feelings on paper, but it also makes time fly by in seconds. Anytime I found myself waiting around on a text from Andrew, I would just start writing, and before too long I realised I had been writing for 5 hours and never once thought of him.

I woke up the next morning excited yet impatient for 8pm to come around. He worked today so unfortunately I had to wait around until that time. Not only was the movie at 10:30, but it was also 3 hours, so we weren't going to get out until past 1 am.

At around 7:50 I got into my car and awaited the text from him saying that I could head out. I always double check with him when I can start heading to his place because I never know when he will be working late.

It was now 8:15 and I still hadn't heard from him, which was unusual...no matter what time he ended, he always got off 10 minutes before his scheduled shift.

Finally after waiting 20 minutes in my car, he texted me.

"Sorry about that, one of the parts broke so we ran late with the customer. You can start heading out whenever you like now."

Hmm, he didn't really sound like he was in the best mood, but I didn't pry. I was about to see him in person anyways, I'll just ask when I see him.

I finally got to his place and ran up to the door, excited to see him. This was the first time in awhile that he actually hugged me as soon as I came in.

All we did while waiting for the movie was sit on the couch and cuddle. I don't know why, but every time we've hung out since the breakup he's been more affectionate towards me. While sitting down, he looked over at me...and I don't mean cute little glances when you're admiring the way someone scrunches their nose. I'm talking about the kind of look you get when they are about to confess their love to you or something.

It made me nervous so I looked away as my face flushed red. "Excuuuse me, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Nothing..." He said under his breath.

Nothing? Ok now he's acting exactly like we were when we dated...with his "nothing" looks.

I smirked at him, not drawing more attention to it. I wanted to enjoy everything in the moment.