Lewis
They walked together hand in hand in the pouring rain until they reached her house. Thoughts were racing in his mind the whole way back.
“Thanks for the amazing night.” Lewis said sincerely. She smiled weakly and Lewis kissed her on the cheek and hugged her tightly before he left. As he walked away he realised he just couldn’t bear to leave her just yet so he then turned back in a swift movement. He ran back to her, picked her up and swung her around.
“I'm sorry; I just couldn't let you go yet.” He whispered and the thing was, he really meant it. “At least come inside and get dry before you leave.” Hayley offered. He gave in,
“Okay, just to get dry.”
“And maybe some hot chocolate if that's not pushing it?” She smiled guiltily, she knew that he, like she did, had a weakness for chocolate, it was like their own personal kryptonite. He chuckled softly to himself. She knows me too well.
They sat silently in the lounge on the large leather couches. Hayley had lit a few candles, it was so romantic.
“What happened today?” Hayley asked curiously, her expression on her face was unreadable.
“What do you mean?”Lewis asked while sipping his hot chocolate.
“When I came to surprise you, your mom, she was, well, screaming at you.” He nearly choked on his drink.
“Oh, you saw that huh?” He looked down; avoiding eye contact with her. I wish she didn’t have to see that.
“Yeah, I did, you don't have to tell me about it if you don't want to.” She tried to lighten the mood a little and bit down on her lip. She looks so cute when she does that. Lewis thought to himself. He sighed loudly.
“My mom and I got into a fight this afternoon, because she insulted you. I told her that I had had enough and I realised how wrong I was to fight with her.”
“Insult me? Why?” She asked, slightly horrified.
“She thinks you’ve changed me. My mom told me that I wasn’t her son. I can't lose you so, I, I fought back.” He admitted, he looked into her green eyes, He was so embarrassed.
“You shouldn't have fought with her, maybe I have changed you?”
“No, but you haven’t, you see, she’s sick. She says things she doesn’t really mean. You are my passion now.”
“I totally understand. I think you need to talk to your mom, apologise maybe?” she urged. He sighed and sucked back the last bit of his hot chocolate.
“Okay, but do me a favour?”
“Anything.” She said slowly.
“Come with me, I need you there with me.” He pleaded.
“I'm going to walk Lewis home.” Hayley yelled upstairs. She grabbed her coat and tied it tightly over her waist and pulled on her gum-boots.
“Loving the Wellies, Babe.” Lewis said, slightly teasing her. She picked up an umbrella and pulled him out the door. They walked in silence most of the way back, the quiet sound of rain hitting Hayley’s umbrella and their trudging in the water puddles. As they got to the old bridge, he plucked up his courage and spoke,
“I'm so nervous...” Hayley gasped loudly and put her hand to her chest.
“You gave me such a fright!”
“Sorry.” He didn’t know what else to say to her. He was scared; the thought of how his mom was going to react haunted his every step. Hayley reached out and took his hand. Her hand was warmer than his. She squeezed his hand softly to try and comfort him.
“Don't worry, Babe,” Hayley said softly, “it will be okay, I promise.”
“How do you know that? I can't lose you! Not now!” His eyes filling with salty tears. Not now. Just then his mother appeared at the front door, a warm glow emanated out of the house onto the porch. She ran out across the lawn and grabbed Lewis like she hadn't seen him in years.
“My boy! My precious boy. I was so worried about you! I thought you weren't coming home! Are you okay? Are you hurt?” She cupped her hands on Lewis’ face.
“Mom, I'm fine, and I was just down the road with her,” he gestured towards Hayley,
“And what happened to being mad at me?” Lewis continued.
“I was never mad at you, I just want you to make the right choice,” she sneered at Hayley, Lewis could feel the rage bubbling inside of his body, “clearly you haven't broken up with her, so I'm guessing you chose her over your dear mother.”
“Mum, that's enough!” Lewis’ voice crushed the silence in between the few exchanged glances.
“What is your problem?! You have never had a problem with Hayley and now all of a sudden you can't stand her? I don't understand.”
But the truth was, Lewis did really understand, he just didn’t want to.
