Until Her...

Chapter Sixty-Four

I'm cooking us dinner and enjoying the last day we have the apartment to ourselves. Everyone comes back tomorrow, which I'm happy about cause I've missed Elijah. Suddenly a huge smile appears on Gabriel's face out of the blue and I fall for him all over again just from the sight of it. I walk over to where he's sitting on the couch. I stand behind him and lean over to give him a kiss.
"What was that for?" he asks as he grabs my hand and pulls me around the sofa so that I rest on top of him.
"You're cute you know. When you smile like that" I tell him.
"Oh really" he gives me a quick peck.
"Yes, what was that smile for" I want to know.
"Nothing" he blushes. He hardly blushes.
"Come on, tell me" I urge him.
"It's just this song" he says, and I listen more intently to the music playing throughout his room.
"This song" I ask running my hands through his hair, "What about it?"
"It's stupid. You'll laugh at me" he says burying his head in my neck, trying to hide himself.
"I wont, I promise"
"This was the song... the one playing that night... When we you know, properly talked for the first time" I listen to it more intently, and I immediately know what he's talking about, the night we talked on the rooftop bar during the Secret Moonlight Festival.
"You remember that" Amazed that he could remember such as small detail as that, and from so long ago.
"Of course I do. I remember everything with you" I melt from his words, he's so romantic that sometimes I can't even handle it.
"You're amazing you know" I tell him sincerely.
"I know" he says cockily and that's my man.
"I wanted to kiss you so bad that night. It took everything in me not too" he confesses, catching me off guard.
"Really? Why didn't you"
"I didn't want to ruin it cause it was perfect as it was, with us just talking. I didn't want to get caught up in the moment, and ended up saying or do something stupid or rude. I wanted to keep it perfect" I kiss him deeply now, making up for that lost moment.
"That's the night I fell knew I liked you" he declares to me. "I tried to convince myself that I didn't, but deep down I knew. From that night on I was completely obsessed with wanting to be around you"
"All because of this song" I love this song, this song has now become ours. It's ours forever.
"No, it was you. I'd been watching you from the bar for a while, I wasn't sure if I should go over to you or not. I'd never seen anyone look as sad as you did in that moment"
And he tightens his arms around me, pulling me into his chest and we lying together on the sofa.
"I couldn't bare it, seeing you like that. So I went over and I watched you the whole time I was sat at that table, but you didn't even notice. You were completely entranced by the girl singing. Your face and how your lips moved along to the song silently. And I realise that you weren't sad at all, that you were happy. And I wanted to make you happy like that"
I don't say anything, I'm worried I'll ruin this completely perfect moment. I sit up and stare at him, tears running slowly down my face. Tears of happiness. How is it that he can say of these honest and heart warming things, but I struggle to open up and say something remotely real or kind? What did I do to deserve someone like him? He brushes the tears off my face and he holds me, really holds me. I pray to myself that we stay like this forever, but I know we can't because normality comes back tomorrow.