Nineteen

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When I sleep by his side, I get no bad dreams... It's like he watches over my dreams and doesn't let the bad ones come near me.

When I sleep in his arms, I feel safe... It's because he protects me even when he is sleeping.

His heartbeats play a tune that soothes my soul.

His skin secretes a smell that awakens every love cell in my body.

I can stay forever where I am right now... as soon as I stop this banging outside... I mean seriously, who is banging on the walls that early in the morning?

My brain gave the command to my eyes to open, but my eyes failed to abide. I pushed them even harder, and neither does the banging seem to stop nor do my eyes want to open.

I may be in danger I need to wake up right now!

Though it was painful, I was forcing myself to open my eyes. While doing so, appetizing odors were channeling their way through my nostrils all the way to a specific area in my brain that awakened me in a blink. I opened my eyes to see the beautiful face of Adam staring at me with a beautiful tray lying next to him, he was holding a tiny plastic box containing 2 pills in his right hand and a glass of cold water in his left.

"Take this it will help with your hangover," he said with his crooked smirk on his lips

"Hangover?" I asked and I continued "by the way how long have you been awake and what was all that wall banging?"

He laughed hysterically at me and said "that's all in your head my love, this is the hangover I am telling you about! Those pills should help you feel better"

Then it hit me, it is only my head banging and it is painful. I tried to close my eyes and fall back asleep but Adam lifted me up and forced me to have breakfast.

I looked closely at the breakfast tray, it was beautiful and thoughtful he thought of everything... The breakfast baskets that I used to prepare for him stand in no competition against this tray, though I know he hasn't prepared what's on it but he asked for my favorite things; blueberry pancakes with maple syrup, coffee and freshly picked peonies bouquet.

My favorite flowers of all times....

Regret, guilt and shame started taking over me for how I acted last night, I shook them off just until we finished breakfast and I looked at him, eyes colored with awkwardness I murmured under my voice "we should talk about last night".

"Hey... don't even"

He looked at me with those green eyes of his and I surrender to each of his words instantly.

"There is nothing to talk about my love, that's exactly what this trip and the whole move are about... for you to discover yourself and know your limits and for me to be here for you; to protect you, watch you try and fail, not judge you, and love you... endlessly".

He then crawled from his side of the bed to mine, sat next to me and added "so try whatever you want even if you don't like it, let's not grow old thinking 'what if' and instead grow old saying 'that was a bad idea'... you know I want to grow old with you right? I want to be there when your hair turn grey and I want you to be the only one to hold my hand as we watch the sunset on our front porch... until I take my last breath"

I turned my head downwards because he just left me speechless and I really did not know what to say or do, the first thing that came across was... I ran to the bathroom, washed my face and brushed my teeth – well because I am sure I reeked, and I ran back to Adam.

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