What if... I suddenly died?

Chapter 24

  Allie was in shock and deep terror.

  Running back to her class,  she was rushing across the lame, padding through the road, and jogging to the school building. She was late for class again, as she was waiting for the lights to change green. Standing there while the winds blew, kissing her cheek, she thought of someone, Anson.

  He was from the future?

  She couldn't accept that. Like how she couldn't accept that she had another world where Anson was so kind, unlike the cool one everyone talks about him. She remembered that she crashed onto him, and through letters, she got to know him. And soon, letters were just one of the ways they communicate, and they started hanging out. Anson took him to the park and led him the way. Although the bad memories of the park were still there, especially the victim was the same. She was foreseeing a nightmare again, but he didn't die in the end, and she had a great time. Allie knows that it was fake, like a dream. She was like entering a romance book and trying out all the cheezy moments of how people fell in love. Anson had always pulled her in, knowing she needs his shoulder. Subsequently, when Allie had feelings for him and decided to tell him, she feel that Anson has the link too. They smiled together, he pulled her strand of hair away, the exact same copy about how love between a person, the bridge connecting the lovers, the chemistry in between. But simultaneously, the other world was gone. She know that was a forthcoming issue, but she didn't know love ends that quick. The first time, she feels the sparks that happen. Someone has listened to her problems, unlike how her parents stomped her like trash. He told her, she was the best spark. 

  The last time she saw him was a week back when he walked her home. 

  "Goodbye, cutie," he leaned down and whispered in her ear. Allie's face reddens and so did her ears, that was the first time that they have been that close! He tucked the strand of hair scrupulously before he left. He strucked out of hand and rubbed her cheek, as Allie found her blood pressure shot through her spines. The whole spark in between, she know she adores him. So much. 

  Allie's eyes still have his shadow. His bright smile.

  He hold out his hand and took her hand, which had her mind spinning like mad. The atmosphere turned vibrant, as his other hand pulled her other arm. Poor fainthearted Allie was still trying to stop her face from changing, her mouth drooling when he simultaneously pulled her hand closer to his side, his body stepping forward to hers. They were just inches apart. He kissed her hand like a formal gentleman in the royality does. 

  He looked back, as if saying 'I love you, Allie. I do, so much...' with his eyes. It was shining. No. To Allie, it was dazzling.

  'When the two person which has a crush in between were linked, and if you do like the person, you would feel the chemistry in between. Like dipping zinc metal into a beaker of concentrated hydrochloric acid, it forms gas bubbles, it reacts. Love does the same, seeing the one you like was like dipping yourself into the acid. You 'fall' for him, like a metal slipping to the jug of acid. The sizzling continues as the sparks lits. It was a hole that you will find yourself uncontrolable, no matter how hard you tell yourself to fight your feelings. It would stay there, forever. The bond would remain, no matter how your ignorance lasts.' 

  That was Allie's assertion. For instance, the were linked in hands, locked in eyes, their souls secured. She found himself even hotter, as he patted her head. She realize that their link was ended suddenly. He left, tucked his hands in his pocket.

  "Take care of yourself, my little cutie," he said again, "perhaps... I would come back. If I can sometime..." 

  Before really leaving her side, he fished something out of his pocket. Allie was shocked when her cold hands in her pockets which was trying to hide from the wind was being touched by another hand. Anson was slipping the letter in his pocket, and immediately her hands feel warm.