Love From The Past

Chapter 9

" Are we going to walk more, because I'm really tired,"

He turned his back. " Oh, you always are,"

I frowned, " And you are always grumpy,"

He didn'T say anything. Suddenly, he stopped. " We've got to cross the ocean."

" And, how will we manage to do that?"

He turned to me and smiled mischeviously. "A ship,"

**

" I'm not doing this," I said while trying to get away from him.

" Yes, you are," he came closer to me with the brown vintage dress.

" At least can I not wear that?" I pointed at it.

" No way," he smiled and walked towards me.

I slowly held the dress, and looked at it. It had pearls on the breast area. There were swirly things coming down. It was kind of nice, but certainly not for me.

We had walked all the way back to the village. He had gotten me the dress-well, stolen it- and he had told me that I needed to wear it. He also stole two tickets- I don'T know if they were tickets, but- and he said that we had to go in the ship.

" Won'T they recognise you?" I asked.

" No, though I'm very famous, I'm not really known in this parts of the village," he smiled.

" I hope so," I grunted.

**

" Everyone, ready? We are sailing!" the man shouted.

We were finally on the ship, looking at the sea. The corset in my dress was really bothering me, but I tried to deal with it.

Then, he held me from my waist.

" What the hell are you doing?" I whispered.

" We have to pretend that we are a happy couple," he whispered to my ear.

I turned my head towards him " No, we don't,"

" Just do as I say," he grunted.

I felt kind of weird, and... nice, at the same time, being this close to him. I sighed, and continued watching the sea.

**

Noah

I felt her sensitive body in my arms. I could smell her nice odor: cherry and oranges. I didn't know why she smelled like that, but she did.

I had been wanting to kiss her cherry coloured lips for the last couple of days. It was a good opportunity to get closer to her, so I had used it.

I had always been a womanizer. If I found them beautiful, I'd say it without no doubt. But, surprisinly, I couldn't do it on Riley. She was very pretty, prettier than about all the girls I knew-which I knew a lot-but, I just couldn't tell her. If Jasper was here, he'd probably tell me that I was in love. I knew how being in love felt like. Well, no, I didn't, but I imagined it. But, I was pretty sure, I wasn't in love with Riley.

**

All of a sudden, everyone was shouting and running.