Emma Wills- Me LiFe StOrY..

Saturday

Emma spent the day with Brianna. She was surprised with a call in the evening.. it was Eric. He spoke in a rush, words pouring out of his mouth.

Emma's POV
I didn't meet Eric in this whole week. No contact with him. Is it rude? Anyway today is my holiday. I'm Free

Then suddenly my phone beeped.

Eric: Emma,
Emma: oh hi
Eric: I still feel guilty about what happened earlier,
Emma: don't worry about it
Eric: I'd like to make it up for you. Let me have a walk with you in the evening... If you like to go

I was surprised. And then, to my even greater suprise, I heard myself saying, " I'd love to"

When I asked Mom if I could go walking with Eric, she raised her eyebrows but said it was fine. Then I went out the front of the house, butterflies in my stomach. What if Eric tried to hold my hand? Should I let him? Did I like him?
" Hi , I said to Eric, feeling shy. " Aren't you tired, working the whole day?"

Eric smiled." Life of a doctor is like that. And walking around isn't tired. It's just being a person."
He glanced at my outfit- the white dress, black blazer, cowboy boots combo. " You look really nice this evening."

" Thanks" I said, looking at his blue shirt, which brought out the soft blue of his eyes." So do you." I felt myself blushing.

So we walked discussing about different stuff. We must have covered five or six miles. He was quite for a moment as we veered onto a narrow, one way street. Every so often, a car drove by, but they were few and far between. So we like everyone else, walked right down the center of the road. He must be thinking of something.

" I'm always happy when I'm with you. I like to see you, talk with you, you are so different than the girls I've met." He broke the silence.
"Oh I'm.. I'm..oh.. nice to hear it. I thought that you must have forgotten me.." I lost my words.
Eric smiled at me, a dimple appearing just left his mouth.
We walked through a neighborhood full of old stone walls, corner cafes....

Another car came towards us. Eric took my hand and once again led me onto the sidewalk, then back down again. And then he didn't let go of my hand.

Even a single word wasn't spoken on our way back. He might also feeling awkward as me. But still he hadn't let go of my hand.
"I didn't get it"
" Get what?"
"Ah.. nothing.."
"Sometimes you are really strange Emma"
"Why do you think so?"
"Never mind.."

We arrived finally. I greeted and as I was to open the gate, he grabbed my arm.

"I.. I.. just.. thanks Emma I had a really nice time with you"
"Same on me too.. then bye"

Is it really what I wanted to tell? I really had a great time with him but what's it?? ..that thought even made me blushed..

" You back? How was the date?" Mom asked without raising her head from the book she had been reading.
" Mom it's not a date. We just had a walk in the neighborhood. Don't make fun of me.."
" ok .. we'll see....good night dear"
" goodnight Mom" she gave me a sweet kiss on cheeks and headed to her room.