Night Changes

day 5

𝐢'𝐦 𝐌𝐫. 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧
𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐦𝐚𝐧

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I didn't move. Nor did she and we stood outside, in the cold winter breeze, tightly holding each other in our arms. She took a deep breath and I could feel her quivering in my embrace. Slowly, I started taking steps back, yet not letting her go.

Once we were back in our apartment, I slightly pulled away to look at her. Anika's eyes were red from all the crying. I wiped off the remaining tear stains on her cheeks.

“You really don't look cute while crying”, I whispered and tapped the tip of her nose, she scrunched it and looked at me with a glare. I chuckled.

“You didn't say a word”, she said, trying to sound angry, but by now I knew it was impossible for Anika to be angry. She was just way too nice.

“Was I supposed to say something?”, I widened my eyes to make it seem like I was surprised, but she just hit me on my arm and I pouted in return.

“Where were you? I w-was wor-ried”, and my hands wandered to the back of my neck. Anika looked at me with a smile.

“You missed me?”, she asked and I just stared at her. What was I supposed to say? I had no damn idea. Well, I was uncomfortable without her.

I stared into her eyes and answered in a short nod. Anika looked at me, while my cheeks felt like they were on fire. She suddenly started grinning like an idiot and seconds later she was already pinching my cheeks.

“Aw”, she exclaimed and I rolled my eyes at her. Anika rested her hands around my waist and I suddenly felt a whole zoo going wild inside my stomach.

We were in my room and Anika was sitting on my bed, when I brought her something to eat. She was really starving when she came to see me. Anika looked at me with her goo goo eyes and I just shook my head.

I sat down beside her and started blowing over the soup. It was still pretty hot and by the way she was looking at it, I was pretty sure she would've started slurping it down the moment I would've handed the bowl to her. She was such a kid!

“You really are a tease”, she muttered and folded her arms against her chest. I just ignored her and brought the spoon to her mouth. She looked at me and then at the spoon. Then she finally took it.

“You know I can eat by myself”, she said and I looked at her with raised eyebrows.

“Can you? You still act like you're in primary school, darling”, I told her and she looked at me as if she was ready to kill me any time.

“I'm very mature”, she retorted and I just chuckled in disbelief. Anika made an annoyed face and I smiled at her antics.

“Sure”, I told her and she took another spoon filled with soup. I wasn't sure if I cooked it right, maybe I should've checked it first. My cooking couldn't have been that bad.

“How old are you?”, she asked me, I grabbed the glass filled with water and handed it to her.

“Almost twenty”, I told her and she gulped down the whole glass, handing it over to me.

“If I make it”, I whispered to myself.

Anika took the bowl from me and gulped down the soup too. She put away the dishes and sat down crossing her legs. She looked at me with a smile, while I tried to figure what she was thinking.

Suddenly, Anika squinted her eyes and stepped closer to me. Our faces almost meeting. Her delicate fingers touching my cheeks and my breath hitched.

“You're...”, she said with a thinking face. My body went completely frozen and suddenly her touch had started causing goosebumps on my body. I was aware how a man's body worked, but I felt too guilty about it. Anika was...an angel.

“Cute”, she said and smiled. I let out a sigh. Anika didn't step back. Her honey brown eyes now widened. She pressed her palms against my cheek and my throat felt suddenly dry.

“An-”, I tried to say something but she placed her index finger on my lips.

She was so closed to me that I could smell her cologne. Anika smelt like vanilla waffles on a cozy morning. When she tried to pull away, I couldn't myself back and grabbed her wrist, pulling her.

My hand wandered to her cheeks and I tucked back the hair strain that was tickling her nose for the past few minutes. Anika looked at me with her cheeks crimson red and bloated. I just smiled.

“Don't you have to go back home?”, I asked her and she shook her head excessively. I raised an eyebrow in confusion.

“It's lonely there”, she said and my heart clenched at how much sadness her voice held. I pulled her closer to me and held her in my arms.

“Shivaay, why do you not smile more often?”, she asked me in a very concernful manner. I looked down at her.

“Earlier I didn't have a reason to smile, but maybe I do now?”, I told her and looked away. I was a very self-aware guy. And there was no doubt that Anika made me smile.

“Is it because of me?”, she asked me and I suddenly felt very shy. I mean, I had just told myself that it was her, but saying it out loud, was a whole nother thing.

“Very bold of you to assume it's you”, I scoffed and she looked at me offended. I shook my head and smiled at her.

“You shouldn't lie”, she said and I just nodded my head continuously, which made her angry. Talking about Anika, angry for her, was just glaring at me until she couldn't stay mad at me anymore.

“Okay, muffin”, I said and suddenly surprised myself by pecking her forehead. Anika's eyes widened and she brought her left arm to the place my lips lingered just a few seconds ago.
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Shit, they really make me feel single :(

Amna xx