He remembers. He actually remembers!! He remembers me and him, how he saved me from a car running me over, how we first meet, and how he saved me from those pinche cholos back at school.
I held him, as if my life depends on it. I slowly drifted to sleep. He remembers. Continuing to reply those words in my head. It comforts me, but not as much as he does.
*skips to morning*
Baby girl wake up, he says as he wakes me up with a kiss on my forehead.
Come one baby girl we have to go to school, lets go he says setting me down on the bench, and standing up and reaching for me hands.
Okay let's go, but not to school, I say.
He agrees and says I have the perfect place baby girl. Come on, I'll drive, he says a little excited.
We rented a car then went, as he drives he holds my hand, with our fingers intertwined. I catch him staring at me every once in a while, I find it cute. He leans in and I close my eyes, and slowly kiss him back.
