*Felix*
I wait at the airport for my girlfriend to arrive, sitting hunched on a chair. I run my hand through my hair and feel a sharp pain that blacks me out for a second. Maybe I really shouldn't do that for a while. Geez, I'm going to have a bedhead for months!
I finally see her, that misinformed long haired brunette in a mini dress when it's actually winter in Sweden. she rubs her arms and shivers pathetically. I run to her and remove my jacket. I put it around her and take the two suitcases from her while I give her a little peck on her soft lips.
'You look beautiful today, Marzia!' I say out of nowhere. She blushes and looks ahead. She must be nervous. Well, I can't blame her...so am I ! This might not be the first girlfriend, but this is definitely the first time in living with a person who's not my family.
YET.
We both wordlessly stroll towards the taxi stop and we get in a decent car. I remember wanting to tell her so many things before she came over, but I feel too lazy to talk. So we exchange grins and smiles, and then make weird faces that end up in both of us laughing really loudly. Marzia then starts looking out of the window and admires the view.
After a while, she starts to be in a daze. This is when I find the opportunity to move closer and put my arm round her head. She scoots towards me and places her head on me and smiles sleepily. Three minutes later, she's out. I give her a kiss on the head.
'Welcome home Marzia.'
[A/N: New chapters coming up! I incorporated book writing in my busy busy schedule 😀😀😀 so you'll see me a little more often. Plus, I got some amazing ideas for two new books I could write. But until then, I'll focus on this child lol okay bye]
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