The Four Lovers.

Chapter 34 cx

AMAAAAZING! CAN’T WAIT TO SEE WHAT’LL HAPPEN WITH ELENA’S HAIR! KK LOVEYOUALL! XOXOXOXO-Maya

“Where are we going?” I nag in an impatient tone. Unlike Dan, Phil is extremely impatient as well, so basically he just chuckles but then groans as if he’s restraining himself from telling me. 

“Stop nagging, or I’ll accidentally spoil the surprise.” Phil said back. I reached over to him and kiss his cheek. At this he blushes slightly and takes my hand in his while taking a tight hold on the steering wheel with his other hand. 

“But I want to know!” I almost yell as he squeezes my hand making me want to make out with him. However that will cause the car to crash....”Pull over!” I screech at him. He is not expecting me to say this, but he does so and puts the blinker on to indicate we aren’t crashed here. 

“Why exactly?” He asks, but before I explain I pull him close to me and press my lips against his. Soon our lips are rhythmically smashing together in a frenzy. He slides his tongue into my mouth and we suddenly share an extremely heated moment before I pull away from him, as the seatbelt is digging into my side. 

“I missed that.” I explained as he straightened himself out. He turns to me, lands his lips on mine one last time and then continues the drive. 

We arrive at the last place I expect. A beach. By a lake. There is no one here, seeing as it’s extremely windy and right when I step out of the car with my backpack, Phil and I have to use each other to walk, because the wind nearly is blowing us over. 

Phil takes the backpack off my shoulders as soon as we sit down. As soon as he pulls it off, the heavy weight of the backpack is lifted. He must’ve packed rocks, because it’s extremely heavy. 

“Tent.” He explains to me, as he pulls a large bag out of the pack. It turns out the “tent” is just half a tent, so the front is open so we get the whole view of the lake. Then, takes out a white box and tells me not to open it yet. Finally he pulls out a champagne bottle and two water bottles, seeing as glasses would’ve shattered. Then he takes out a set of portable speakers and plays “The Moon Song” by Karen O and Ezra Koenig. All of a sudden my phone rings. I motion for Phil to hang on a second and answer. It’s Elena. 

“Hello?” I ask.

“Hey Maya.” 

“Oh hey Elena!” I yelled over the howling wind.

“Hey umm I decided that I am going to dye my hair. I need to know what color would look best.” She says. This frustrates me. I think that Elena looks fine, but sometimes she wants to change herself to make herself look better in public, and I don’t want that to be her life goal. 

“Well, how about keeping your hair blonde? I mean it looks really good on you.” I suggest, but she just sighs. I can tell this is exactly the opposite of what she wanted to hear. 

“But Maya, I want to change it up a bit. After everything I wanna change.” She tries. I hold back from sighing, because I know she has been through a lot and sometimes Elena needs to show that she needs a fresh start. 

“Why don’t you ask Dan. I gotta go. Bye love.” She sighs, but I hang up. Today is my day with Phil and I don’t intend to use it by giving hair advice to Elena, as much as I would love to.” When I turn back to Phil I see him filling the “glasses” with champagne. 

“Fancy.” I say drawing out the a. Phil chuckles and then hands me a glass. 

“Cheers.” We both say as we klink our water-bottles together. I take a sip of the sweet bubbly liquid and set it down next to the square box. It’s about the size of a briefcase and looks like it may contain food. 

“What’s in the box?” I ask finally after we exchange glances. He grins and opens the lid to reveal the most delicious key lime pie. It’s covered in intricate swirls of lemon frosting. He hands me a fork and I take a bite of the sweet pie. 

“Key lime is my favorite.” I say after my first bite. It’s like heaven on a fork. We both take as many bites as it takes for our hunger to dwindle. There is still more than half a pie left. 

We packed the pie and champagne bottle back and we both nurse on our champagne. After finishing one glass, I tuck my water-bottle back in the bag and lean against Phil, who is propped up on his elbows. 

“I love you Phil.” The words pop out very quickly, and I don’t regret them at all. If he doesn’t love me, I don’t want to make a big deal out of it. He looks at me and answers me with a long kiss. His lips, unlike mine are warm. 

“I love you Maya.” He says as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. I regret ever kissing Liam. With that happening it caused so much drama, and I am glad that it’s in the past. After a long period of us time, which mainly consisted of card games, board games, make out sessions and short kisses we decide it is time to go home. Phil and I both pack all of our stuff back in the backpack and walk to the car. 

Soon we arrive at the flat, both of us a little hungry, both happy and both of us are finally officially together. I just hope it lasts.