Dreadful Life.

More Than Talking Over Drinks

Remind me again why did I agree to follow him and get coffee?

Cause you wanted him to get lost as soon as possible.

Right.

'So why with all the change and moving?' Louis ask sipping his coffee.

'Life hits hard, hence the change. Mum got a promotion, hence the moving.' I told him not really interested in talking.

'What happen? Where?' he shots me with questions.

'One at a time. And don't be all detective here.' I said looking bored.

'Where are you moving to?' he ask.

'England.' sipping my coffee.

'What? Why?'

'Mum's promotion. Keep track will you.'

'Right. What happen?'

'Argh. I don't know her boss just decided to give her a promotion. Do I look like I know?'

'No I mean, what happen to you?' he look at me with concern in his eyes.

'Why must I tell you?'

'Come on Amalina, it's just me. Besides you're moving to England in god know when.'

'Next week.'

'Whatever. The important thing is why you change and what made you change?'

'Why are you so concern? What made you want to care?' I ask him.

'Don't try to change the topic here Amalina.' He said.

'I'm not. I want to know why, before I tell you why.'

'Fine! I'm concern because I care for you. I've always been.'

'Then why now! Why now then you have the balls to talk to me and be all concern about!' I shout at him earning look from people at the café.

'Trust me it wasn't easy to just walk up to you and ask.' He shout.

'Oh enlighten me.' I sarcastically said.

'Because I saw the scars.' None if us talk. Both of us just keep quiet not knowing what to saw next.

'I have to go I can't,' I stand up. 'I-I'

I walk off. I didn't even dare to look back. I feel my eyes water. No you can't cry. Don't cry. Be strong.

Suddenly I feel someone grip my hand. Before I could turn, I'm being pull back and a pair of lips come smashing to mine.

Tingling feeling shiver down my spine. I didn't know what to do. I'm totally dead. I can't even move my hands. I just stand there frozen.

When it's over, I look at the person responsible for it. It's Louis. He lean his forehead against mine. Taking a deep breath, he looks into my eyes.

'Trust me I wanted to do that ever since I saw you.' He whisper.

'Why? Why now?' I ask looking into his eyes for answers.

'After you came back being all different, I swear I wanted to talk to you. I wanted to go up to you and hold you in my arms telling you everything will be fine.'

'But'

'But, I couldn't. I couldn't because I was scared. Scared that you'll just walk away. Away from me. And with everyone taking shits about you. It breaks my heart.' He said, cupping my face in his hands. 'When I saw you clearing out your locker, I got curious, I start to man up and talk to you... But after I found out you're moving to England, I just can't hold much longer. It was time I tell you the truth.'

'Honestly I have nothing to say.' I told him.

'Just tell me you'll give me a chance. Even after what happened to you. I'll be by your side when you want me to. Even through the tough times. just tell me that.' He plead.

'I-I, I'll try.' I look up to him.

'Thank you.' He hug me.

'Louis,' I whisper.

'Hmm.'

'But I'm leaving in a week...'

'We can try long distance? Please, I don't want to regret not having you.' He said.

'We can try. But what if, what if we get distant?'

'Please don't say that. Don't.' He look at me, 'Don't ever say that.'

'Alright. So what are we?'

'Hmm?'

'Are we like together?'

'Oh, yea. Ermm,' he rub the back of his neck. 'Amalina, will you be my girlfriend?'

'Yes'

Oh dear god what did I just myself into?