From Tokyo With Love - A Norman Reedus Fanfic Romance

Chapter 35 - May The Fourth Be With You

OLLIE

"Turn the light off"  My moan is piteous, as swollen eyes squint open.

The sun is blaring through the blinds, lighting up the bedroom. It's eight AM in the morning and I've been asleep for nearly fifteen hours.

Holy crap....no wonder I'm busting for a wee!

Climbing out of bed and keeping my knees clamped together, I duck-waddle to the loo. Groaning in relief once I sit down.

After I dress and make the bed, I stand in front of the closed bedroom door for what feels like eons. Listening to the faint noises of Norman moving about his home.

It's a fait accompli now!

I'm stuck here....in his house for the next four days. Some of that time is going to have to be spent alone, with him I mean. Just the two of us.

Whilst the little bar fridge is nicely stocked? I simply can't hide out in the bedroom forever, huh?

I'll just have to make the best of it and try to act normal. Give it my all. Pretend that the past is past and I'm more than over it.

Try not to drool and stare. Quietly memorise everything about him that I can, for the future....a long lonely one. I finally accept that fact now. Because there's only ever been him....and always will be.

That's the one truth I'll own.

Let's do this, Ollie. Deep breath and....action.

*

"Morning, sleepy head....you must be hungry? Missed yourself an awesome dinner last night"  Norman peered up at me with a smile as I wandered into the kitchen.

"Yeah....sorry about that. I was obviously a lot more tired than I realised. And yes....I'm starving."

I smile back a little and let out the breath I've been holding. The next ninety-six or so hours of countdown has just begun.

"Will muesli, toast and fruit do you....or I can whip up an omelette if you like? I don't have any bacon, sorry. Being mostly a veg now, I never even thought about it for when Callum was going to be staying. We can get you some from the store?"

He bustled around between the fridge and toaster.

"Tea?"

I nod. He remembered that I prefer it to coffee. And I'm amazed that he even has any on hand.

"Please, don't go to any trouble for me. I'm a vegetarian as well. Though I do slip up occasionally....and usually on....bacon"  I give a sheepish grin then perch on a stool at the kitchen island.

"Hell, I do it all the time. Can't be helped if I'm somewhere where the menu doesn't suit. I'm not precious about it. But there'll be plenty of food to keep both of us happy tonight."

"You are  gonna be here, Ollie....for tonight that is?"

His voice was casual though I couldn't help but notice his back and shoulders were tensing up. Waiting to hear my response.

"Yes, it looks like you're stuck with me. Do I....is it a dress-up kind of party? Oh, can I help you with that?"  I went to rise but he waved me away.

"Nah, it's all good. Jeez no....similar to what you're wearing now is fine. I'm really glad you'll be staying on."

He came around the kitchen bench. Placed a steaming cup in front of me and patted my shoulder. As if congratulating me on my decision.