collecting hearts

Part 2 just a Saturday

I wake up late in the afternoon after a night of skypeing Connor and watching Netflix (at the same time) and the only reason I woke up then was because my phone  was ringing and Connor's picture flashing on the screen I answer with a grown. "Hey there beautiful you sound happy " this makes me grin for the first time since the divorce. "so you wana  hang out we can head to the park or see a moive or some shit" "um I guess ill need a little time to get dressed and make my self not ass" he laughs "alright just don't take for ever like one of those basic white bitches" "alright alright bye baka" he hangs  up and I head to the bathroom where I get in the shower noticeing I have three scratches on my thigh  like from a cat I shrug "weird " but I go about getting ready. Connor calls me mid way through drying and brushing my hair telling me to hurry my ass so I just pull my hair into a little ribbon to keep it back at least and headed out my door. Just to be pounced on by a overly excited Connor. "you took to long so I just walked here" He helps me up "so um can we head to the movies then we can hang at the park " "alright " he takes me to the curb where there is a motorcycle parked the kind with three wheels and two seats. " um what is this?" he smirks "our ride I know its not a house drawn carriage but its goanna have to do " before I can object or run he grabs me and straps me in hoping on and driving. He hands me his helmet at the first stop light. I hate you so much " I quickly put the helmet on just before he hits the gas speeding down the street I wrap my arms tightly around him screaming ready to cry.

        We finally get there and he gets off. "you ok?" he takes my helmet off and lifts me off the bike all before I even get over the terror. He chuckles "if I keep holding you like this people will think I am your boyfriend " that snaps me out of it and I push him away. "uh no " he laughs forced and takes us into the movie.

       We come out of the movie laughing and carrying on until we get to the bike and he has to force me on again but this time he outs me infrount of him so his arms are around me as he drives to the park it was nicer this time probably because he drove slow and we stoped for icecream. We hop off and hed up the bikeing trail to the bench on the highest point of the park and sit eating our icecream. I have to have been really messy cause he bushed the hair out of my face and wipers the icecream from my cheek leaning in closer so I can feel his breath on my face "um" He backs away "sorry " he nods" now that were done wana go home?" "uh I guess"

    I get home and hop of his bike waveing buy and heading to my house.  I walk into the bathroom to change and notice I lost my ribbon.