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(Isn't Sam cute there? :))
Thinking back on when I had met him again two days ago,I tried to remember every facial feature on his face. His eyes were the colour of the bluest sea. That was not hard to forget. It's impossible to forget. He's tall and broad-shouldered. He has that boyish grin on his face that I couldn't help but smile back at.
We've been texting and texting and texting. No calling. I feel as if calling is too much. I don't dare to do it. Call me Chicken Little if you must.
He'd invited me for a tour of the Preschool he was teaching at. I haven't given him an answer yet. I don't feel so much like an adult compared to him. I mean,what would his co-workers think of me? Childish looking? Oh,what am I kidding? It's a preschool. Not high school. I'm not gonna drown into a sea of teenagers like when I was in high school. Ah,the glory days. It wasn't the best years of my life but certainly not the worst.
I miss it. Those were the days when I'd worry about what I would wear for Homecoming,when I'd freak out when James Newman (the hottest guy in town back then) asked me to be his date to Prom,when I took off my massive braces at fifteen,when I went on my first date,my first heartbreak.
I wouldn't kill to go back but it wouldn't hurt to go back either. Never in a trillion years would I ever convince myself that I'd be living in London for a career. I'd save my pocket money everyday from freshman year of High school just for London. (My parents pitched in a little bit.) They were pretty emotional about me leaving at first. But were happy for me sooner or later.
Never in a trillion years would I ever think I'd meet an odd man like Tom Watson.
As the saying goes,life is unexpected.
"Yes." I found myself texting him.
"Julia," my head snapped up from my phone to see who was calling my name. Brady.
"Yes?"
"Are you gonna sit on the floor all day or are you gonna help me with the new stocks?" He gestured with his hand to me sitting down and to the pile of new books that were piling up next to him. I got up,walking over to him.
"Sorry,I got distracted." I grabbed a stack of books and placed it on my arm securely,moving over to the shelves and arranging them.
"Yeah,I've noticed. For the past few days,especially since two days ago." He eyed me with such suspicion in his eyes as he did the same with the books.
"Where's Marie?" I deliberately changed the subject.
"Frank had put her on register duty," he explained quickly,then he said calmly,"You two are hiding something from me."
"You'll be disappointed," I said.
"Oh." He said like he knew already. And he did. "You know what? It's your life. Not mine. I don't have a say in it. I don't have the rights to tell you what's right. So,don't listen to me." He chuckled under his breath.
"You're right,you don't have the rights. But,I promise you that if it doesn't turn out great,which will most likely happen,and you were right all along,I owe you dinner." I smiled,looking at him sideways. "We decided to be friends by the way."
He scoffed jokingly. "Yeah right."
"Wow. You and Marie are like twins separated at birth." I said astonished.
"Keep arranging," he ordered me after he stopped laughing.
After awhile of unnecessary silence,I decided to talk about something that's been occupying my mind.
"I don't think my book is ever gonna get published,"
"Why would you think that?"
I didn't answer. "Then I've basically wasted two years of my life."
"Hey,even if you don't get published, which I don't believe will ever happen,you wouldn't have wasted your time here. I mean,hello?" He pointed at himself. Brady,always the joker.
"You're right. At least I have you both." I beamed.
"You know what? I actually know a few publishers here in London. I can talk to them for you if you'd like." He said casually,sticking on a price tag behind a book.
"Really? Thank you! " My eyes went big,hugging him. When I released him,I slapped his arm. "Why didn't you tell me this when I first met you?"
"I'm sorry,I don't think very fast. Not everybody's train of thoughts run fast."
"Funny." I laughed.
"Are you almost done with your novel?"
"A few more pages."
"Okay,call me when you're ready."
Later in the day, I'd eventually told Brady about my plans with Tom. About me going to his workplace just for a quick tour. It's only fair that if Marie knows then he should too. When I had told him,he was hesitant about it. But then he'd smile and say, "Okay,go for it. If this turns out bad in the end,you'll think of a solution. You always do."
Well,usually. I'm currently thinking of all the ways this relationship will end. And how I could possibly solve it in the end. The problem is,I can't think of any. Usually I can,now it doesn't seem to work. What does Tom Watson have on me that the others that I've been with don't? He seems to have an effect on me. And it's driving me up the walls. He's definitely not like anybody else. He's determined to have me. I could tell. Even if we've already made it clear that we were friends,I can still see that look etched on his face. That look of determination and willingness. He looked like he was willing to jump in front of a moving train just to get my attention. I could tell. He looked like he was willing to go to war just to get my attention. I could tell. He's showing it off a lot. Maybe he didn't mean to look so obvious, but it is obvious. Why doesn't he understand? Understand the situation.
He's trying so hard to get me while I'm here trying so hard to keep a distance between us. A friendly distance. Just so no one gets hurt. But it looks like it's already hurting me. I actually wanna get to know him- like intimately.
For once I finally met a guy that's decent and doesn't weigh me down but there's no chance for us. I haven't told him that I like him. I don't plan to. It'll only make things even more complicated than it needs to be.
But I want to.
Author's Note (Please read) Okay,I have realized that the celebrities that I've chosen to play Julia and Tom are quite similar in facial features. It's not like they look exactly the same or anything. But there is a mistake that I've made. The most striking resemblance that they have is,I'm not sure if you've noticed it already or not but they both have dimples. I know,I know. I've made a terrible,terrible mistake. And I apologize. But honestly,you can think of any celebrities that you wish to play them. Or you can simply imagine how they look. Thank you for reading and sorry for that minor problem :)
P.S I mean,who can complain? Ashley Benson looks absolutely gorgeous with dimples and Sam Claflin just looks charming with them as well :)
