Hurts part 2

Chapter 10

Marlon pov

I realized it wasn't my fault, Adrian showed me that I didn't deserve this, and that these guys were just assholes, but I blamed him for not being there, so I had to apologize.

On the next Friday I texted him to put on some nice clothes and that I would come over at 8pm.

I took a shower and styled my messy hair a bit, leaving the naturally curly form because he liked it for some reason. I put on the black suit and a white shirt, combined with my new shoes, not just some sort of trainers. I already got my old car back, a friend of my parents managed to repair it very quickly for a little amount of money. I rang his door and he just stared at me, which made me laugh.

"If you won't stop over dressing and making me look like a loser....."

"Then what?"

"I....shut up."

"Get in the car we have a table for 8:15h."

"Okay. Let me get my jacket."

We went to a small Italian restaurant at the other side of the city, the food was fantastic, and the atmosphere was brilliant and romantic.

After dinner I drove to the small parking lot on the hill, stopping the car, looking at him.

"Oh, I see what you did there.", he grinned.

"Oh, really?"

"Still waiting for the poem to come to life?"

"You wrote that, not me."

"Actually, I wanted to show you the view.", I pointed out of the window, looking at the view over the city.

"Wow never noticed, this view.", he smiled.

"But you only have dirty things in mind."

"Don't pretend to be innocent.", he grinned and climbed on my lap.

"We should go to the backseat."

"Thought we don't need the backseat?"

"With my luck I open the handbrake and crash into another tree, so backseat or nothing."

"Backseat it is.", he smiled and kissed me.

The night was short but intense, we spend most of it with cuddling and watching the stars, and I'm happy that he forgave me for breaking up with him for such a stupid reason.

The end.