I Still Remember (a Niall Horan's fanfic)

Part 25

In the next days, he was always trying to text me, or do anything to communicate with me. All the weekends we talked at Skype and ate dinner "together". I always cooked something special, and he ate salads. He was so special, in a right way. 

"You look different today" He said as he ate one of his amazing salads at the table. 

"Why?" I asked. That time I was tired so I prepared a salad too. The first time we ate the same simple thing. 

"Well, you look more beautiful" He smiled. I wished he could be there so I could kiss him and hug him. I guess that was one of my dreams I wasn't going to achieve. 

"Tha- thanks. You look more handsome" I said. 

"Nobody compares to you" He kept being nice to me. He couldn't stop unless I stopped talking and began to eat or change the topic. 

"Well, Ed please stop it. Can we talk about something else?" I asked uncomfortable. 

"Ok. How was your day?" He asked as he kept eating. His salad looked delicious, just as mine. 

"Well, I studied with Bertie after school, and I went running with Chloe at the morning." I said simply He was almost going to place the salad into his mouth when he heard about my day. He placed it again in the plate and looked at me. 

"Bertie?" He asked. He hit the table and covered his face worried. "Claire, I will tell you something. I am not a jealous guy, but I am not there and I just don't feel secure that you are with that guy 'Bertie'. He looks like a pervert." He said. I looked at him and his cuteness wouldn't let me argue. 

"Ok" I smiled. 

"I know I sound weird, but I love you and I want you just for me. I don't want to share you" He said and he send me a kiss. I felt it some through my cheek all the way from Germany. 

"Mom" Aaron said as he crossed hi arms. 

"Yes dear?" Claire answered in a sweet-mom voice. A voice of love and charity. 

"I am tired to hear about Edmond" He said making a mad face. 

"Oh darling" Claire laughed. "You have to keep listening to get to the story. 

It was almost prom and Bertie had asked me to go with him, but I was scared. I didn't want to get involved with him. He played the guitar and he was so cute and romantic. In a way as my perfect guy, but nobody was Edmond. 

"You are so beautiful" Bertie said as he went closer to me. He placed his hand around my neck and pulled my face near his lips. "I just..." I pushed him away.

"Stop it!" I said. 

"Claire.... please come on" He said trying to get me again. "Just one kiss" He kept insisting. "I love you" He said. For a moment I got to believe him. 

"I love you too" I tried to pronounce. It was so difficult to talk while he was with me. He made me feel nervous, as when I was with Niall. He pulled me into his arms, but didn't kissed me. He knew in that moment it was not the time. 

He hugged me from the back and kissed my head. "I want to know something sexy girl" He said as he hugged me. 

"Yes?" I asked. 

"You never answered if you were going with me to the prom party. Are you?" He asked. 

"Of course my love" I said. For a moment I remember about Ed. 

"Could you please stop that!?" He said so frustrated. I felt so scared. I've never seen him shout at me or anyone. 

"Stop it?! You are the one that should stop it!" I said shouting at him. It was so confusing. I loved him, but I couldn't fight with him that way.