Lovers Live A Little Longer

*Chapter 4*

"Agnetha darling" Ingrid said from the kitchen. "Yes?" Agnetha came out from the extra room. "Can you please bike down to the supermarket and buy some things?"
"Of course."
"Thank you love." Agnetha took the shopping list and money from her mom and went into the extra room to change clothes. She took a white skirt and her pink favorite top.
"Bye!" she said and closed the door behind her.

Soon she was at the supermarket. Then she realised that it was time for her period any she didn't have any pads. So she went to the shelf with tampons and pads and such. When she stood there very confused and wondered what she would take, she heard someone saying her name.
"Agnetha?" She turned around slowly and saw Björn. "Oh, hi..." she said, and thought it was so embarassing that he found her around this section...
"Nice to see you!" Björn exclaimed. "Nice to see you too" Agnetha said. "You looked a bit confused. Do you want help? Pads or tampons?"
Agnetha just gaped and didn't know what to say. "Eh... pads..." she said after a little while and Björn took down a little package. "These are the best." Agnetha burst into laugh. "What?"
"How the hell do you know so much about this?"
"Well. I have a mother and a sister, and sometimes they let me buy these stuff."
Agnetha laughed again. "Okay" she said with a smile and put down the pads in her bag.
"You... I just wonder if you want to do something with me later?" Björn asked. Agnetha's heart started to run away and she felt a feeling she never felt bofore in her body. "Like a date?"
"Yeah... I think you're awesome."
"Of course I want. Today?"
"Yes, we can maybe have lunch?"
"Yeah, that would be nice."
"Let's meet in the park where the festival was around one o'clock?"
"Sure, see you there."
"Bye!" Björn said. "Bye..." And Björn walked away. Dizzy Agnetha stood among the tampons for a while.
She would go on a date! A first date!

***

"Thank you" Ingrid said when Agnetha came home with the bought stuff. She kissed her daughter's head. "I won't be eating home today" Agnetha said. "What then?"
"Eh, I've been invited to have lunch..."
"With who?"
"Björn I met at the festival."
"Alone?"
"Eh, no... He told me to bring some friends and he will bring some friends. So we will be a quite big group."
"Well, okay then."

***

Frida knocked on Benny's door. At least it was the address he had told her. Göran, Benny's dad opened the door. "Hi! My name is Anni-Frid, and I would meet Benny today." Frida gave Göran a big smile. He smiled back. Benny came out to the hall and showed his dad that he should go. With a laugh Göran leaved the hall. "Hi" Benny said with his voice of silk. "Hi" Frida answered. "Glad you could come. I've missed you. Has it been one week since the festival?"
"Yeah, I think so" Frida answered. "How cute you are" Benny said, and Frida's heart made a jump of happiness. "Thanks... And you're really handsome." Frida looked down and felt how she blushed. Benny smiled against her and thought she was so adorable. They took each others hands and walked away.

Benny's hand was burning against Frida's skin. She didn't know if it was just the feeling of someone holding her for once, or it was the fact that it was Benny... They smiled against each other from time to time as they strolled down the street. They talked and got to know more about each other.

"When did you move from Norway. Your voice doesn't sounds Norwegian" Benny said. "No, I was just two."
"Oh, okay. What made your family move?"
"It was actually only me and my grandmother."
"Your parents then?"
"They're both dead."
Benny gave Frida a sad and almost terrified look. "God, I'm sorry."
"Don't be. Even I have learned to not be sorry about that anymore." Benny didn't really know what to say. It really made him sad. "Well. Is it okay if I ask what happened to them?"
"Sure. My dad, Alfred, died even before he knew I existed. He was a German soldier and on his way back to German the boat sank.... And my mother, Synni, died when I was two by kidney failure. So, my grandmother Arntine brought me with her to Sweden where she searched to get a job. At first we lived in Eskilstuna, but moved closer to Stockholm when I was thirteen."
Benny was completely quiet and listened to Frida's story. He was very taken and felt so sorry for Frida. A wonderful girl like her shouldn't have gone through something that terrible to grow up without parents.

"Now I want to hear something about your grow-up" Frida said and turned her head towards Benny. "Well... I was born 16 December... I grew up here in Stockholm and... God, my life is so boring!" Frida laughed. "No... You're a part of Sweden's biggest band!"
"Oh, you're right... But something about me is that I wouldn't even exist right now if it wasn't for the music."
"Thank you for the music..." Frida said and laughed, and so did Benny.
"But seriously. Then I had never met you..." Their eyes met. "Music can do everything. It can actually save lives..." Frida said. Benny mumbled in agreement. Then their lips met in a soft kiss.
"What are you listening to?" Benny asked. "Most jazz and soul. Elvis is my hero!
"Elvis is nice!"
"How about you then?"
"Here it's Beatles to 100 percent!"
Both laughed. "Yeah, Beatles is one of the few pop bands I am listening to" Frida said.

***

"Wow, why do you wear such nice clothes?" Aina wondered when she saw her son in the kithen's door opening. "I will have lunch with a girl."
"What?! Ah, come on Björn. You have to say such things earlier. I'm about to make dinner for four!"
"Sorry mom." Björn kissed her cheek, and she sighed. But couldn't hide a little smile. "What's the girl's name?" Aina wondered. "Agnetha."
"Oh, what a nice name!"
"Yeah... A nice name for such a nice girl. She's amazing..."
"Have you known her for long without telling us?"
"No, it's actually the second time I meet her."
"What...? Remember to be careful and not go on too fast."
"Sure, mom. Bye!"

***

"Hi" Björn said when he walked towards Agnetha who sat on a bench in the park. "Hi!"

Soon they were at a fast food restaurant and ate hamburger. None of them had money for something better. They talked quite a lot, and got to know each other very well.

"But, why does your mom treat you like a kid?"
"I don't know! Well, I'm not grown up, and I understand that. But I'm actually fourteen."
"Fourteen?"
"Yeah."
Björn stopped eating and began to roar with laughter. "What?" Agnetha giggled. "I thought you were like sixteen or seventeen! You look so grown up!" Agnetha smiled.
"Do you become fifteen this year?"
"No, I became fourteen in April. How old are you by the way?"
"I'm sixteen!"
"What?!"
"Yeah!" Both laughed and realised that they had been such idiots to not tell each others ages.
"I'm sorry..." Agnetha said and became suddenly serious. She stood up and were about to walk away. "What are you doing?" Björn asked. "Leaving. I suppose you don't want to hang out with a little kid..."
"Who said that? I like you even if you're a bit younger."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I?"
"Well, I have learned from the older ones at my school that they don't wanna hang out with us babies..."
"That was the moat stupid thing I've ever heard! I think you are just amazing and really pretty, and it age is just a number... I like you a lot anyway.." Their eyes met. Agnetha's heart ran away... It felt like she was about to melt from inside...