The Bright Side

1

"Merry Christmas baby." he says with a wide smile.
"Merry Christmas." I reply with a kiss on his cheek.

Being around Sam makes me feel loved and wanted, and on this special day I pray that we'll last 'forever' because I believe that without him, my life would be a complete mess.

"I really have to go. I should be home in five minutes, my parents are waiting and I should spend Christmas with them." I say as the panic starts building inside me.

"Amy, please stay. We can go to the mall or something. I'll talk to your mom." He pleads.

I really don't want to say no because I want to be around him whenever I can.

"Don't be silly. You know that the malls are closed today so you should just drive me back." I tell him, regretting what I had just said.

"Okaaaay." He replies, defeated.

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"Amelia Bulouk, get down here, now!" My mother startles me by yelling.

"Mom, stop yelling! I'm coming, calm down." I scream from my room.

I hate the fact that my parents can control me, but I know that they have the right to. Right? Of course they have the right, and 'control' is just a bad word because they actually 'care' not control anyway.

"So, what do you want Mrs. Bulouk?" I tease.

"The tree just fell down and I'm going crazy. Our neighbors will be here any second and I have to bake the cookies. Your dad wants his cup of tea and I have to pretend that I'm okay while I'm not-"

Did she just say all these? I interrupt her. "Okay.. I didn't understand anything, but I understand that you have to calm down."

Her eyes show that she's really tired so I wanted to erase some of her tiredness.

"Mom, go bake the cookies. I'll hand my dad his cup and I'll fix the tree. Just calm down, please." I assure her that it's okay so she sighs and heads back to the kitchen.

After helping my mother and welcoming our neighbors, I went to my room and fell on the mattress. It is almost eleven and I am really tired.

I imagine him lying beside me, with his dark brown eyes and brown hair. With his sun-kissed skin and his soft hands drawing circles on my cheeks. I imagine my hands sensing his hard muscles and my eyes scanning his tall body.

I finally realize how lucky I am to have him as a boyfriend. He seems like the perfect guy that only exists in books. I fell asleep dreaming of this beautiful guy that I have.

"Amy, wake up." I hear my mom saying. I didn't bother to open my eyes, I just nod.

"Honey, it's nine, and Sam is waiting for you downstairs." I open my eyes widely and I feel my heart beats increase.

"Hey calm down." She teases and I smile.

Embarrassment is clear on my face and I feel my cheeks burning. I really feel shy around her when it comes to him.

"Tell him I'll be down in 10 minutes." I tell her and she nods with a smile.

I wore my tight jeans, my favorite black shirt and my black converse. I put my hair in a ponytail and I head down to the living room.

I see him wearing just like me and I smile at the thought.

"Morning, babe" He says with love shining in his beautiful eyes. "Morning" I reply with red cheeks -I feel the burning actually- and a smile.

"I won't take you for breakfast while wearing like me. I mean, you look like a boy. Come on, go and put some makeup."

He laughed and I shifted uncomfortably. "You know that I don't like the girly stuff." I reply bitterly.