‘When you look me in the eyes
And tell me that you love me
Everything’s alright
When you’re right here by my – ‘
I hissed as I ripped my iPod angrily from the docking station next to the window in the living room. I threw it down on the couch. “Stupid iPod! Some friend you are…” I muttered to myself. I turned back to the kitchen and sighed. I’ve been waiting all weekend for a phone call, a text message, anything… But no, the only one who had wanted to talk to me during the last three days were my best friend, my mom and my boss… I closed my eyes for a moment, trying to hold back the tears I’ve been spilling out all week. ‘God, I can’t take this anymore,’ I whispered to myself.
“Just try to keep your mind away from him today, sweetie,” my friend had told me this morning. “He’ll call, no worries.” So I’d decided to try and bake some cupcakes to do just that – to keep my mind far away from him. I was just starting to feel better when the stupid iPod started to play that stupid love song! Ughh! – Calm down, missy. – I said to myself. Okay, the cupcakes. Back to the cupcakes. I put them in the oven carefully and set the counter on 45 minutes. That should be enough. I put away my gloves and walked over to the couch. I hesitated, but picked the device up anyway, deciding to give him a second change by putting him in the docking station for the second time today. I hit play and walked back to the kitchen looking for a spoon. I was extremely hungry, since I skipped breakfast this morning, so I started to eat what was left from the bowl of dough. Suddenly the irony of this whole scene hit me, full force, and I froze in my tracks.
–Hungry-food-Niall-spoons-…–
I cut off the train of thoughts that threatened to overtake me and I grabbed a hold of the table as a single tear slid down my cheek. I couldn’t help the sad little smile that crept across my face. I sighed. As if I would ever be able to forget him! I looked at the oven full of cupcakes and then down to my hands and decided I needed a shower.
35 minutes later…
When I came back and walked towards the oven, whilst my hands were towel drying my hair, I heard two things: the plopping sound of one of the cupcakes bursting open – great! – and my iPod that had just started off with a new song.
‘Shut the door, turn the light off
I wanna be with you
I wanna feel your love
I wanna lay beside you
I cannot hide this
Even though I try’
He sang to me.
I gasped for air and sank down onto the kitchen chair. – I reckon it’s time for some AC/DC… – As the tears now started to stream freely I covered my face with my hands. Now I couldn’t stop the memories from coming back anymore.
I could feel my stomach clenching as he put his hands on my waist and looked at me with those eyes that would haunt me ever since. *** I’m in love with you… and all these little things…*** I looked shyly back at him and felt my cheeks burning a bright, bright red when we leant in closer to let our lips collide for the very first time…
BEEP - BEEP - BEEP -
My cupcakes! I stood up so quickly that I caused my chair to fall backwards onto the ground as I hurried over to the oven. As I heard his voice again I froze in my way over there. Suddenly the music was all gone and his voice told me not to be afraid. “Darling, it’s just me…” I shut my eyes firmly and gritted my teeth. His presence felt way too real, I was sure I’d gone mad right then and there. “Go away,” I mumbled, as if my imagination would obey me. I could feel his hands on my face, soaking up my tears. “Shannon.” I cringed as he said my name. His voice sounded so real… I opened my eyes and shut then again immediately. “No,” I whispered to myself, “this can’t be real!” I pinched myself and my eyes flew open at the sudden physical pain in my left arm. My eyes widened. “Oh, no.”
