"TIME," HE HAD SAID. "I'M afraid of time. We never have enough of it and we never know which day will be our last. We're supposed to cherish each passing day like a blessing but with each passing day, we lose more time. I don't know when my last day will be, but I'm not ready and I don't think I'll ever be. This world is pretty cool and I'd like to stick around if that isn't too much to ask." I was never given the chance to agree with him. "With each passing day, our time starts running out. The time we have together is limited and I want to make it unlimited. Time goes by so fast and you never know where it went until it's too late. I appreciate every second I have and I take advantage of it because I know I'm losing more time." He looked at me. "I'm afraid of losing all of the time I have with you."
I had to admit, I was touched. I was more than touched. My heart was about to give out and fall right into my stomach. That was what he did to me. He made my organs not work properly but he had no idea he was doing it. I leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. He immediately turned red and smiled. I licked some more of my ice cream and sat closer to him. Our shoulders pressed together and we stared out at the ocean. We did not have to exchange words to know what we were both thinking. Tomorrow, we had to go back to work and we would not have the freedom like today. I wanted to make today last because I did not feel like sitting around for most of my day tomorrow.
"Did you hear that?" I asked suddenly, smiling from ear to ear.
"Hear what?"
"My stomach," I said. "It's ready to eat."
Harry looked at me and playfully rolled his eyes, "Aren't you eating an ice cream cone?"
"Yeah, but that isn't food."
"What are you trying to say?" he cocked an eyebrow. "You want something to eat?" I nodded my head and got closer to him, showing my teeth as I grinned. "I'll buy us something to eat as long as you don't eat me. Cannibalism isn't cool, Sydney."
I stood up and continued to lick my ice cream as I gathered my pajamas and shoes from the sand. Harry stood up and grabbed his belongings as well. I threw my shirt over my head and Harry stepped into his bottoms. We held hands and I spotted the truck from where we were. I tried to race him to it but his hand tightened around mine and we turned left. My eyebrows rose as we stopped at the end of the parking lot. Harry looked both ways across the street before pulling me along with him. My bare feet moved quickly against the pavement and I immediately regretted not putting my shoes back on.
"Where are we going?" I asked as we walked down the sidewalk.
"Pizza," was all he said.
We passed by several buildings and I smiled at all the people we passed by. We moved quickly and I barely had time to appreciate the stuff around us because he was pulling me too fast. I felt like I was on a roller coaster. We passed several restaurants and the smell of the food made my mouth water. Although I was in the mood for pizza, whatever I had just smelled seemed appetizing, too. I turned my attention back to where I was going and smiled when we approached a brick building with a metal pizza on it. There were lights on it and I wondered how cool it was going to look tonight. I expected us to go inside but, instead, Harry pulled me to the side and we sat down at a table outside. I assumed it was because of what we were wearing and outfits such as ours were not tolerated indoors.
"So, we just wait?" I asked.
"She'll be out here any minute to give us our menus."
"Who is—"
"What do you prefer on your pizza?"
I sat back against my seat, "Anything, really, just as long as there are black olives."
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Candles
Fiksi Penggemar[C O M P L E T E D ✓] They were curious. They both had their own share of secrets. He was a man living in the present. She was a woman living in the past. He was a candle, ready to see everything she was keeping in the dark. And she was the w...
