How Not To Fall In Love

Chapter 17: My girl

I woke up feeling the need to use the loo. It's like most days I can just jump out of bed in boxers and willingly give in to the nature's calling. But then I realized today is not that day. I'm in a girl's apartment. Not just any girl. But the girl I really like. I never get the feeling of being so overly cautious towards women. Not even with my ex-girlfriend. I am as gentleman as most would say I am, but that is just in my nature. And to Lily, I get the feeling that she needs to be protected. And not just physically. Emotionally.

I saw her lying down on the kitchen counter with her pad and mug. She's really workaholic. I wonder what time she finally set off. After last night's dinner we really hadn't talked that much. I want to talk to her about everything about what happened, may not be all at once. It's just I don't know how to start. Every time I see her, the more drawn I am to her. And when she's near me I had this feeling that I need to keep her in my life. It sounds so cheesy but I don't know, maybe it's like I just feel things.

It's already quarter to seven. I walked to the counter and tried to move away her pad without waking her up. Successfully done, I watch her work. She's amazingly beautiful and talented. That's all I could really say. I flip the next pages and closed it before she could catch me looking into it. She looked at me with those sleepy eyes with small bags under them but nonetheless she still looks pretty. I want to be Flash at the moment and take my camera inside my bag and go back here to where I'm standing and capture this moment. She blinked and groaned as she stretched her arms up. Oh I want to stretch with her too. "Good morning." I greeted her with a smile. I placed her sketch pad on the kitchen counter next to her.

"Good morning." She greeted back and stood up, putting her pad between her arms. She placed the carafe back to the coffee maker and waited for it to brew. "I'll do it for you." I say. "Thanks." She muttered. She looks like sleep walking as she reaches her room. I prepared for our breakfast as I volunteered last night. My special omelet will be served.

I learned cooking from my mom. That's one of the many things she taught me.  I chopped the onions and garlic, and sauté it. "What the hell is wrong with her?" I hear Lily yell in her room. She must be speaking in her phone. She opened her door with her phone clipped between her ears and shoulders. She's fully dressed but I guessed with her hair in bun, she really hadn't gotten herself in the shower. She gestured at me for the coffee. I poured it in her mug. "I'll take it with me." She half-whispered, covering the mic of the phone. She pointed to her tumblr and I followed, filling it with coffee. "Just tell her it's done I'll be there in 15 minutes." She speaks and hanged up. "Breakfast?" I asked, setting the meal on the table. "Oh, I'm sorry I need to go. I'll make it up for tonight." She says and grabbed her tumbler on the table. She waved it off while saying good bye. Well, maybe this would be our normal breakfast. The last time we had our breakfast was a disaster. Wait, our? I'm not really implying me staying here longer, though I planned to propose it to her. I was about to sit down to eat then I hear my phone vibrated on the table in the living room. I checked and it was Eric. I picked up. "Where are you?" Eric asked. "You know where. I can't leave. I don't want to leave." I say. "Yeah yeah, I know you'll figure that out. But where exactly is here?" "At L– "He cut me. "It's better that I wouldn't know. He might ask me about you." "If he even finds out that I'm still here in Venheighs." I simpered, as I look the streets below at the window from the living area. "So what are you gonna do now?" Honestly, I hadn't figured that one out. When I get myself together from the airport three days ago, all I know I wanted to stay and be with the people I love. Does that even include Lily? "I don't know yet. I haven't figured out that part. I can't apply to companies that basically are connected to Garvin's. I still need a plan to survive this living hell he put me through." "Well good luck with that. Just keep in touch whenever. I'll let you know if I find a job for you." He assures. "Thanks man."

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I hadn't done anything the whole day except for watching the television then decided to plug in a movie or check out her Supernatural series. I felt the urge to go to the spare room and clean it up but I haven't made myself clear for her yet. I need to plan things out if I want to survive in Venheighs and from the wrath of Garvin. As out of habit I pull out my camera and suffice a little exploring in my princess' castle.