"I know what you are thinking right now, but it isn't like that. I was very grateful for that kiss I needed it and it helped me distract myself. But I didn't feel anything when we kissed and she too. I waited for the butterfly and the electricity but none came. We cleared the air about that kiss and it didn't stain our relationship." Relief flowed through and calmed my saddened being, but my mind wasn't at ease.
How can he be sure that she too didn't feel anything in that kiss? Maybe she said that because she didn't want to feel dejected. I can't miss the love in her eyes when she looks at Harold or am I paranoiac due to my uncertainties.
"As the years grew by we became closer to each other, we continued to share kisses occasionally during hard times. Especially when everything went wrong, she even gave me a good luck kiss when I told her about proposing to you." He chuckled lightly to lighten the mod but I wasn't in the mood to joke. He just told me that he kissed another girl the day I called him and he rejected my proposal. To hell even if it is a friendly kiss, he clearly cheated. Maybe they were doing more than just kissing that's why he rejected me. Seeing that I wasn't showing my teeth with him, he cleared his throat and continued.
"Our relationship skyrocketed to another level one day and we became more than friends. That was the worst thing that could ever happen to Hay and has accentuated her closed and hostile personality towards the exterior." Hahahah let me laugh, worst thing my ass. She did pretend, I am sure she was the happiest girl ever to have the one she loved as her boyfriend. I was right once more, that is it, he will confirm my assumptions, and she became his girlfriend.
Or maybe they slept together and he rejected her by saying it meant nothing and she as a good actress she said she doesn't feel anything too.
'Sil you are beginning to exasperate me with all your assumptions, let the boy tell you. What if he slept with her unh? He proposed to you!'
Urg you too VA? Since when have you been so bold? I sense something coming up. Something big I will not like.
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January 2011
"That was super cool, maybe we should come back next year." Hay beamed with happiness as we were packing our bags. We came to a ski station in the Alpes in Switzerland for the remaining week of our holiday, just two of us. We wanted to enjoy ourselves before being separated when the second semester will continue.
Hay will go to Stanford University to ensue her master's degree in business and I will go back to Worcester to proceed with my international law studies.
Your question will be why didn't we choose the same school or the same country? Simple my parents! They had wanted to separate us so that we should focus on our studies only. Hay parents didn't even bother whether she goes to which country, they only want her to attain the best school and have her degree. She did not want to stay in England near her parents and preferred to move to the country in which she was born.
I on the other hand decided to stay here with my parents even if I am hours away from home. We still keep in touch, we speak for hours on the phone every day and twice per month we find time to see each other even though it isn't easy with school taking all our time. We make turns flying to each other's country for a meet up every two months.
We are busy packing to head back home after three days out of the Seven we did scheduled. We are heading home earlier because Hay's parents called her pretexting an emergency.
"We should come back very soon, I want to complete my ski training and compete with you for the champion's title." Yup I won the ski championship, which is my third or fourth trophy. We arrived when the registrations were being carried out. Unfortunately Hay couldn't participate because she doesn't know how to ski and a very bad learner she is even with the best skier like me. I let out a foggy breath on the shinning surface of the trophy and wiped it with my cardigan's sleeve.
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