summer boy ~ tal fishman ✓

~41~

I rub my temples. Coffee isn't that good of a substitution for sleep. I've discovered that in the past few days. I'm sitting on the uncomfortable plastic chairs again and start thinking about when I actually slept well for the last time. Well, I did nap, but that's not the same.

My headache isn't getting less so I decide to grab an aspirin before it gets too bad. I take it out of my purse and gulp it down with a cup of water. Then I look at the clock. It's 5.30 now. In half an hour I get to see him again. Hopefully, there's some good news today.

'Honey, are you sure I can't get you anything?' the nice secretary asks. 'No, I'm fine, thank you a lot though.' I smile up at her. Then I see a cop coming towards the waiting room, which has basically become my room since two days or so ago. I've lost track of time, I don't even know. It feels like it has been a year, but I don't think it really was. He looks at me and then sends a polite smile my way before walking towards me.

'So, we've finally got some good news. The owners of the shop next to the park have finally given in to us and handed us the footage of their security camera's so now we can prove your statement.' He smiles at me after that.

'Thank you so much! I'm sorry I'm sounding needy and stuff, but do you know when Tal can get out of here then?' The cop chuckles. 'If you're lucky, you two are out of here in less than three hours.' I smile genuinely. 'Thank you so much, again. For doing the best you can to help us. Thank you.'

'Just doing my job, miss.' He smiles one last time and walks away. My smile can't be wiped from my face, though. We'll finally get out of here again.

About five minutes later, my mom walks in with a sandwich. 'I thought you probably didn't eat that much today, so I got you this sandwich. And are you sure you want to be alone? You know I don't mind-' 'No mom, I really want to be alone. Thank you very much for the sandwich though. But you do know you didn't leave me alone for more than two hours, right?' I interrupt her. It's true, my mom can't leave me alone since I told her Tal was at the police station falsely. She did ask a lot of questions, but I didn't answer them.

She smiles sheepishly and walks out again. I'm sure she'll return in less than an hour. She really is worried about me. I smile at the thought. It's really nice of her but I like my alone time, just listening to music or reading books or the magazines here.

I am looking through a dumb magazine when I hear someone say my name. I look up and into the face of Tal. I immediately jump up and wrap my arms around him. I don't care if we're in a police station, I'm just happy I see him again.

'Why are you here? It isn't even visitor's time!' I exclaim, confused as to why he's in the waiting room right now. I lean back a little, so I can see his face. He looks pretty bad. Even worse than when I saw him in the park after our stupid fight. 'Well, they finally got that footage and they let me go. After apologizing a few hundred times for holding me falsely.' He grins.

I tighten my arms around him even more. I'm so happy I can just hold him, feel him, smell his scent. That sounded so very creepy.

'Let's go home, babe', he murmurs into my ear. I nod. I'd be more than happy to do that. Then I let him go so we can walk outside. 'You are going to your house. And I'm going to mine. I really need me that sleep and you really need to explain to your family what happened. Adi literally spent nearly as much time as I did in here.'

Tal chuckles. 'About that, thank you. For just being here the entire time. I... I'm bad at this. I'm grateful for you and I don't know what I did to deserve you.' I blush slightly at his words. I feel the wind hit my warm cheeks and I notice how nice it feels to be outside again. Especially with Tal by my side now.

I lean in and give him a peck on his lips. He seems disappointed, but I loved the spark I felt with just that one simple kiss. It's kind of addicting.

I step into my car and Tal steps into the passenger seat. He sighs. It's probably a sigh of relief. To be free again must feel amazing. The funny thing is, I feel free now too. And to answer myself, it does feel amazing.

After I dropped Tal off at his place to let him spend some time with his family, even though he said he really wanted to be with me -which was adorable- I finally drive up my driveway. I park the car and walk out of it, feeling like a zombie. I probably resembled one on many levels.

I don't even bother saying hello, I immediately fall down on the couch and I feel my eyelids getting heavy, heavier than they already were, and I fall into a deep sleep.

I have got no idea how long I've slept, I just know I feel way more well-rested than I did before and that it's really early. I stand up and walk to the kitchen to eat a decent breakfast for the first time in a few days. I cook an egg and place it on some toast. Never knew something so simple could taste so delicious.

After that, I decide to go outside to draw. I haven't done that in a long time, so it would be nice to do that again. I grab a bag and place some drawing supplies and water in it. Then I scribble a quick note for my parents that I'll be gone for a bit.

I decide to walk to the park. I mustn't be afraid of it because of one bad memory. It has a lot of good ones tied to it as well, so I need to focus on those. I don't sit down on our usual bench this time, but I sit against a tree next to the lake. Well, it can't really be called a lake, more like a large puddle.

I look through my sketchbook and I see that one of the last drawings I did was of Tal when I just met him on vacation. I smile at the thought. Then I grab an HB pencil from my pencil case and I start sketching the lake really lightly.

After a long time, I have no idea how long since my feeling for time is nonexistent, I'm about halfway. Then I feel a presence sitting next to me. I look to my side and see Tal breathing a bit heavier than normal. He is sitting against the same tree and his head is leaned against it. He looks hot. Still tired, but he manages to look good somehow.

I place my drawing supplies back in my bag and I crawl over to Tal. He doesn't seem to notice. I place my head on his legs, still studying his handsome face. His eyes flutter open when my head makes contact with his legs.

His expression looks worried, but a bit more relieved since I'm laying on his legs. 'What's wrong?' I ask him. 'You disappeared. How could you do that? I was worried sick!' he says and he runs his hand through his hair. My smile disappears. 'I'm sorry, I just wanted to be alone for a little while so I could draw.'

He smiles and shakes his head while he sighs. 'What?' 'You drive me crazy.' I smile and blush slightly at his statement. I sit up again -slightly disappointed he didn't let me sleep on his lap because he was being too cute- and he looks at me with his brows slightly furrowed, as if he is asking me what I'm doing. I just keep smiling and leaning in.

One of my hands finds his neck and I sit down next to him, my leg touching his. I just smile and now I'm so close I can count all the green specks in his tired but beautiful eyes. The eyes I've grown used to. The eyes like an ocean I can drown in whenever I would want.

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As promised, the self-baked cake. It's apple pie, appeltaart in Dutch, and it's delicious. Possibly because there is a lot of sugar in the recipe, but oh well. Take a virtual piece if you are reading this :) And I know I keep saying it but thank youuuu!! <3 <3 <3