Glimpse Of Us

I Think I'm In Love Again

I tried to stay awake until Chris came home but the jet lag had got the better of me, Chris had finished filming after being away for 5 weeks and was coming home today. My eyes flicker open as Dodger jumps off the bed and runs through the house as the front door opens, I stretch and get out of bed meeting Chris halfway between the bedroom and livingroom. I jump on him peppering his face with sloppy kisses, he laughs as he holds me against him cupping my ass. After getting home from London I stocked up in groceries so we could spend a couple of days at home to catch up on sleep and spend time together.

We spent most of our days watching movies and napping, Dodger was joint at the hip with both of us - he missed us as much as we missed him. My phone rings and Chris passes me it off the coffee table - it was my dad. I silence the call and turn off the ringer as I turn my attention back to Shrek. "Not going to take that?" Chris nods towards my phone, "It was my dad, i'm still pissed from my trip back home and don't feel like talking to him just now" I shrug and he hums back in response. After the movie I sit at the dining table on my laptop sorting finances and uploading a couple of paid partnership photos/reels to Instagram, I have my Airpods in singing to one of my favourite songs 'I think i'm in love again' by Kat Dahlia. I look over the laptop to see Chris filming me and I instantly get shy and cover my face making him laugh, I take out my Airpods incase I accidentally start singing again. I transfer Chris a large sum of money as part of my share of the household bills, he gets a notification on his Iphone 6 and looks at me across the room.

"Babe? Why did you send me money?" He asks looking puzzled. "It's money towards the bills, paying my way" I shrug. "You don't need to do that, we're not exactly roommates. I haven't officially asked either but, would you be my girlfriend officially?" He asks grinning from ear to ear. I get up and sit on his lap pushing him back to lean against the couch. "How could a girl refuse?" I laugh as he throws me down onto my back tickling my side.

We decided a little holiday would be good, Chris wanted to go to London so I could show him around. After we land and go through passport control I warn Chris that the paparazzi are more brutal here than they are in the States, he shrugs it off being so used to the cameras and flashing lights. We walk through the airport hand in hand pulling the luggage behind us when we suddenly get swamped with cameras, I jump slightly and clutch Chris hand tighter. He manoeuvres us through the crowded airport as people have now stopped to see what the commotion is about, I raise my hand up to my eye's trying to see two feet in front of me but nothing was working. The blinding lights were too much. We climb into the car waiting on us and Chris lets out a sigh of relief, I look at him and burst out crying. It was always so intense when coming back to London.

A couple of days into our trip I went out early morning to grab us some breakfast whilst Chris was still sleeping, I go to the local Starbucks not far from my flat. My heart drops as I stand in the que, in walks Quinton - my first everything from love to heartbreak. He stops in his tracks and looks at me before smiling as he approaches, "Shannon, it's so good to see you. I've texted you a few times" he says whilst pulling me into an unexpected hug. "I got a new number...". "And a new man I see, Captain America aint bad" he laughs. All my emotions from our relationship flood back and I rush out of Starbucks onto the street without saying a word or looking back at him.

Will he always have this hold on me? I've moved on and love Chris but deep down the feelings for my first love still lingers.