Back To You

Chapter 7

Christmas. What is there to say about this occasion, I wonder... When I think about Christmas then I can only recall a big party with a completely unreasonable and unhealthy feast.

Me: May I call you?
I'm bored

Harvard: Oki

"Hello!" I heard Harvard say through the phone with his soft and calming voice

"Hi!" I answered.

"How's the party?"

"Boring. There is too much food, I can't lose weight like this."

He laughed.

"Oh and then there is also one of my co-worker's wife with their child sitting beside me, and I went to the toilet earlier, and when I came back the child was on my chair. When the woman saw me, she went: "Hey, come off the chair and let this aunty sit.""

"Hahaha, aunty Emilia, huh," Harvard laughed.

"I know right. I laughed aswell and told her "Ah I'm not sure if a fifteen years old person qualifies as an aunty yet...." "Oh you are fifteen! I'm sorry! I thought you were older!""

We laughed about it a bit, and talked about random things that came to our minds.

"Was it your turn to ask in Q&A?" I asked.

"Ahh, yeah I think so. Umm...name one thing I don't know about you yet."

"Hmm... Oh! I don't know how much you remember about me from the time we communicated half a year ago, but I used to draw a lot, and I stopped just recently."

"Why?"

"Uhh, you'd find the reason ridiculous, so I'll not explain it to you haha."

"Nonono, I want to know, please tell me!"

"Ah fine. But promise not to laugh!"

"Yes yes."

"Okay then...uhh... I got a free session at a numerologist for my birthday. And I went there, told the woman my birth date and she started doing something with them and asked what would I like to be in the future, and I told her I wanted to become an illustrator. But then she looked at the numbers and asked me why on earth would I choose that, since I wouldn't have any future with that and also drawing is not in my blood. So she shattered all my belief of me being born as an artist and it hurt."

"Huh, you and not an artist? Girl, you draw better than many of the people!"

I really wished that I could fall in love with him, since he was a good person but I guess if i had to explain it better then in my head Kiyoshi had my heart in a cage that is connected to a hole in the place, where my heart really should be, with a chain. So even if I date other guys, I always wound up going back to Kiyoshi, to my heart's keeper.

"Hey, I should get back to the table, they are serving dessert." I stated.

"Yeah, okay, talk to you later then?"

"Yes. But one more thing before I go."

"Hm?"

I doubted. I knew that what I was about to say would make me tied to a boy again, and I wasn't even sure that what I was going to say was really true, but I thought that even if it isn't, everything will be okay.

"I love you. Okay bye."

I ended the call, and rushed back inside.

"Emilia," one of my colleagues turned to me, "why are you so shiny today?"

"Shiny?" I was confused.

"Yeah, you smile more and blush when you look at your phone. Wait... don't tell me... Is it a boy?"

"Pfft no, why would you think that?"

Right then my phone vibrated.

Harvard: Wow... I was really shocked when I heard you say it..

Me: Hehe, I'm sorry

Harvard: Well, I love you too

Soon the party ended and when I got home, I made a call with Harvard again. I was too lazy to text him.

"Wait so are we actually dating now?" I asked.

"Well, I'd say we are."

"Alright."

I hadn't talked with Kiyoshi for a week at this point, but I texted him since it was Christmas.

Me: Merry Christmas!

Kiyoshi: You too
How's life?

Me: Wonderful, I got myself a bf

Kiyoshi: Oho, good for you

Me: Yeah