24 Days

Leaving (Past)

The morning started with Daze lying over my boobs using them like a pillow, I didn't want to move and break every man's dream. I don't get the mindset of men loving to get suffocated beneath someone or in between someone's body parts, their mindset is innocently dirty. Being a girl, I can assure a girl dreams and wants to do more dirty deeds but the logo of being a girl just drags us back and that makes a relationship balanced.

He woke up with astonishment

Ahh am sorry I didn't mean to do it - Daze

Na it's fine, I don't mind being your pillow - Alice

He left the bed and went for the gym I followed him and went to the gym for the first time in my life. Watching him in the gym was a captivating experience. Every move he made exuded power and dedication. His broad shoulders rippled with effort as he effortlessly lifted the weights, and his defined muscles seemed to dance beneath his glistening skin. I couldn't help but admire the focus in his eyes as he pushed himself to the limit, each repetition a testament to his determination. He was a living embodiment of strength and discipline, a sight to behold amidst the clatter of weights and the hum of activity in the gym.

He asked me to join him and burn some calories.
Or we can burn them on the bed - Daze

A very basic line but it works on every girl for sure.

Na am just kidding - Daze

I wouldn't mind even he meant what he said, like I became excited for a moment.

We had breakfast with his father while he still continued to talk about his business with us that we were least interested in among all, it tells me why Daze hates him and what all he said was absolutely right about him always focused on his business.

We left the house at 12am the weather was very pleasant, we were moving to discover the city. He took me to the best café of the place, the coffee was very much different from what I have been drinking from the past years at Diyer. I was living my dream life, a partner and me roaming a lonely city where none knew us, we got all the time to do the things we used to talk online. He brought his camera out and started to click pictures of me am not so fond of pictures.

Why are you clicking pictures of me? - Alice

I understand your hesitation, and I respect your boundaries. I don't want to make you uncomfortable or do anything that you're not okay with. Your feelings and comfort are important to me, but your beauty is truly captivating, and I'd love to capture some pictures of you to celebrate it. Your smile, your eyes, the way the light plays on your hair – it's all so mesmerizing - Daze

I can't reply to those comments rather than blushing and covering my face with the purse of girlyness.

I had been sitting across from him, but the desire for closeness overwhelmed me. So, I moved closer, sidling up to him, our bodies almost touching. I reached out, entwining my fingers with his, and then rested my head gently on his shoulder. His warmth enveloped me, and I felt his soft lips press against my forehead. With tenderness in his eyes, he whispered, "I'll protect you with my soul. You mean everything to me." In his embrace, I found security and a deep connection, a moment of profound intimacy where I knew we'd keep each other safe.

We stayed in that pose for the next few minutes till we realised the store was going to be closed so we moved while I held onto his hands with a sense of longing and affection, not letting go. As we embraced, my chest gently pressed against his arms. It was an innocent and unintentional contact, a by-product of our close connection. In that moment, it was as if our hearts were hugging as well, and it felt like the most natural and comforting thing in the world.

I hope you are not uncomfortable with these! - Alice

Why would you ask that? - Daze
As if I am going to accept that Your softness against my arm, it's like an exquisite torture. It was innocent, I know, but it felt like a secret promise of something deeper. My heart raced, and it was all I could do was to kiss you right then and there. I longed for more, as if that touch was a glimpse of a paradise that I wanted to explore completely. It left me wanting, aching for the kind of connection that goes beyond the physical. You have a way of making my heart race, and I can't help but be drawn to you - Daze

We reached home and shocked by the party that his dad was throwing with his business partners.

Daze got totally frustrated as he his dad wasn't paying attention to them; he has been always like this and this was one of the major reasons after his mother for him to hate his father.

I calmed Daze as we walked away from the hall towards our bedroom where we went to sleep after the very second, we fell on the soft cosy bed that gave the warmth in the midst of the cold night. We cuddled each other for the very essential warmth that we are used to while sleeping.

Our comfort made merealize that my past was loneliness and his past was a harsh experience of fakelove, we moved on while we snuggled in each other's hand.