Remember

Chapter 46

"This one here." Alan pulls into a parking space and shuts off the car.

"I'll call a taxi." He offers, handing me my keys.

I nod and look down as he pulls out his phone.

"Unless-" I start, looking up at him quickly. He looks up with the phone pressed to his ear.

"-maybe you want to come inside?" I offer warily.

He hides a smile and hangs up the phone. "Sure."

I let him into my apartment and hang my keys up on the hook. It's small, but I've managed it to make it look nice and cozy.

"Nice place." He says awkwardly.

"Do you want anything? Water? Wine?" I ask, not really knowing what to do now that he was here.

"I think I've had enough wine" he chuckles, "maybe some water?"

"Right." I grab two glasses and fill them up.

He drinks his thankfully. He switches it between his hands nervously. "You look really good."

I giggle awkwardly. "Thanks. So do you."

Our eyes meet and my heart melts. He doesn't look like the teenage boy I used to love. He looks like a man. But his eyes are the same. The bright blue puppy dog eyes give him away. He steps closer to me, warily. All my love for him comes rushing back, as if it had never left, and I close the distance between us. His lips are warm and familiar, and I feel a warm burning inside of me. I want him. I need him. I grab his shirt collar, pulling him closer, and he pushes me up against the wall. Our kisses are strong and passionate, as if we had never fought, and as if we had never been apart. He lifts me up and my legs wrap around his waist. We fall onto the couch, laughing as we almost bounce off.

It is in this moment that I realize. When I was young, I knew that Alan was the love of my life. After we fought, I doubted it. I told myself that if he was the one for me, he wouldn't have left. But now, now I know.

I pull away and look him deep in the eyes.

"What?" He asks, sounding worried.

"I'm still in love with you." I tell him, panting.

He's quiet for a moment, and I'm scared I said the wrong thing. I ruined it.

A smile breaks across his face, and my heart floods with relief. "Good" He says, before kissing me again, his hands fitting perfectly on my waist, my legs fitting perfectly around his. Being with him makes me feel whole. Complete.