Out of the Rabbit Hole

Chapter 15

Simon's P.O.V

That was courageous of her to do that. Kiss me for the lady. I was taken aback at first, but I really didn't want to stop once we started. Her body against mine felt right, she pressed herself straight on me. I didn't want to say anything, but her breast are squishy, even through my clothing I could tell they were nice.

I feel like a dirty old man thinking this.

It's getting late by now, the lights from Time Square, fade in the back as we walk through Central Park. It's quiet even with the amount of people here. The park lights, guide us on the grass, but we walk aimlessly, no place in particular we're heading to.

I can get used to this.

I chance a look at Andrea, who's been hushed since we started our decent over here. I thought it was amusing that she wanted to stay a bit longer in New York, but I knew she'd come around, finding this place to be amazing. I study her profile;Her rounded jaw, small chin, and perfectly cute ears, holding back the long parts of her hair, stick out to me the most.

Everything about her does, really. The simple things she does, are big deals to me. Even now, just holding her hand, walking, is constantly reminding me that she's my girlfriend.

A girlfriend I think won't cheat on me.

Andrea's way to reserved to do that. I have much more faith in her than the other  bitches I've been with. They were just fillers anyways, I needed something to do besides soccer and argue with my dad.

"What's next?" I jolt, surprised Andrea spoke.

What's next?

I grab my black book from my pocket, about to look through it when Andrea takes it from me.

"Hey!" She swiftly turns away from me, I believe to read the book. "Andrea please, don't read it."

I stop trying to get it from her, totally defeated. She'll think I'm weird after reading what I said in that book.

Damn.

"Simon?"  I look to her, she turned back around to face me.

"Yeah, I know, it's dumb." I rub at my neck again.

She probably thinks I have some type of anxiety problem.

"No, I just thought you had our date  planned out, but instead it was a motivation note?" She walks closer.

Will she slap me for it?

"Yeah, stupid right? I was worried that you'd think I couldn't set a date up myself." She's right in my face by now, well a little short from my face.

"Your notes right. 'What happens, happens, it's perfect either way' " She quotes my tiny incentive.

It's because this morning, when I left to get her, I was nervous about my date ideas I thought of. I'm used to the girl picking where she wants and she wants to do. Never was I asked. So I came up with the idea to have a little goad that would keep me thinking that the date was perfect even when things didn't go as planned. I'd check the book, not for the next activity, but to be inspired so to say.

It kept me from constantly asking if Andrea was having fun.

"I was scared you wouldn't enjoy today." I feel like a pansy admitting this to her.

This is a relationship, so you must show your feelings and speak to them too.

"You're a dork."

That's a little insulting. Cute of her to call me, but still stings.