❝ i lived a lifetime with him and he doesn't even know it ❞
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in the sequel to my little secret, we learn that people are never the same as they are in your dreams. when david wakes up from his coma and discovers that the past six months he'd spent...
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DAVID SONG: X AMBASSADORS UNSTEADY (side note- please please please listen to this song! it's my favourite song at the moment and i love it a lot! if you listen to it while reading the chapter it's great)
I pulled away for a ragged breath a minute later, my lips aching yet my brain urging myself to attack his once again. I smiled as I leant in to kiss him again, him lifting his head up a little so our lips met. This was my dream. Literally. I was living the dream, in the most literal sense possible. Except this time, the hot sun's orange rays casting over us, it felt like so much more. I could feel Simon's anger and lust through each kiss as my elbows propped my body up. He was laid flat on the wooden decking floor, my body hovering over his as our mouths collided. "David," he muttered, grasping for the hairs on the back of my neck and pulling our faces closer together as my breathing quickened.
"I'm gonna mess everything up." He whispered between kisses, making me shake my head and kiss the side of his mouth, my hand resting on his jawline, my thumb rubbing his cheek.
"No," I replied, trailing kisses along his jawline, "you're not. You're gonna be fine. This is fine. We are fine." As my lips connected back with his, he relaxed and I felt his hands crawl up onto my buttoned shirt and start to undo it, my torso and stomach now exposed. He pulled it off my shoulders and I sighed a little in relief as I could move my arms more. I felt his hands grip my crotch and I instantly flinched away, pushing myself up off the ground.
"David, sorry, I thought-"
"No," I interrupted, "do not apologise. I want to. I just... there's something I need to tell you, before we... you know."
His face fell and he nodded slightly, urging me to go on.
"When- When you go into a coma, you can live an alternate life. And then when you wake up, it can be difficult to tell truth from reality. I had that. You were my daydream, we lived together and we snuck around together and you told Matt that you would choose me over Lauren. You were gonna choose me and then she got pregnant and you kissed me, you told me you loved me with all your heart but you didn't tell me she was pregnant. I found out, and you broke my heart. My friend Rob came to stay and he ended up sleeping in my bed cause there was no room, and you walked in. You thought I'd moved on. And then I woke up." I summarised, feeling tears brimming in my eyes.
"David," he said, almost speechless, "why didn't you tell me this?"
I shook my head, "When I woke up, I still hated you because you broke my fucking heart. You were a complete bastard to me. And then I had to keep reminding myself that it wasn't actual you, it was fictional you. I was in love with fictional Simon. But I'm also in love with actual Simon," I admitted, taking a deep breath.
He stared at me, his eyes wet with tears.
"I fucking loved you. I still do. I love you so much that it physically hurts every time I see you! I would do anything for you, fuck, I would die for you, Simon, because you're so fucking perfect and I love every single part of you. But I couldn't sleep with you without you knowing that."
