Inspiration

11) Him

The last three days can be summarized pretty easily. I wake up after two hours of sleep to play Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata on repeat for the whole day then return to the bed until I have my two hours of sleep again. I look at the photo that I have under my pillow, exchange texts with the old man, eat, read and stare at the ceiling... a lot.

I am living The Life...

When I hear the bell, I open the door expecting to find the old man, I was wondering when he would visit me. I never thought that when I open the door, I will find the reason for my misery.

She shows me her two sets of pearls and I already feel all giddy, "Hey."

Once I hear her voice, I am back at the old man's house and she is back at kissing blondie. I close my eyes for a second and swallow, "what are you doing here?"

"I was worried about you," she says with red cheeks, but she is still looking at me.

"Well, I am fine. So, you don't have to be worried," I say matter-of-factly.

She frowns and I can feel that I am going to be scolded, "Listen, Mister. the last time we met, you treated me most terribly, but I forgot all of that and came here to make sure that you are OK. The least thing that you can do is treating me in a more civilized way."

I grit my teeth and admit to myself that she is right and I am being an ass. I take a deep breath and open the door, "please, come in"

Her lips twitch as she comes inside, "good start."

I can see her examining my apartment. It's not big by any means. On the left, there is the window and my bed beside it, next to my bed there is the lamp post and in front of the bed, there is my bookshelf. To the right, there is a small kitchen and a door that leads to the bathroom. In front of her, there is a couch, two-barrel chairs and a table in the middle.

She gives me a genuine smile, "your apartment is very cozy."

I make my way to the couch, "you don't have to be polite; you can say that it's small."

She tilts her head, "well, yeah, but it's still very cozy and cute."

I wait for her to sit on the chair, but instead, she takes a seat beside me on the couch, leaving a polite distance between us.

She turns her body so she can talk to me, "so, what's wrong?"

I raise an eyebrow, "I thought I told you that everything is fine."

She rolls her eyes, "as if I will believe that lie."

My eyes widen at her honesty and I shake my head in disbelief.

Suddenly, I feel her hands on mine, I look at her to find her smiling, though very uncomfortable, "listen, I know that we aren't the best of friends, but we said that we will try to be good to each other. You can tell me anything, treat me as your friend and spill your heart out."

Unconsciously, I take her hands and kiss them, she quickly takes them away and stares at me, though she doesn't say anything.

I clench my teeth and I throw daggers at her, "So, blondie is allowed to kiss you but I am not even allowed to kiss your hands."

Her face turns red and she looks away. She starts fiddling with her fingers and whispers, "you saw that? "

I snort, "oh, it was quite a spectacle, I have to tell you."

We stay in silence for a few minutes before she whispers, "well, I am glad that you are fine, I won't intrude on you more than that."

Before she can stand up, I hold her wrist and she looks at me. I know what she is seeing, she is seeing the pleading eyes of a loving man, "can't you feel anything for me?"

She shakes her head, "you... you are getting all of this wrong. My kiss with Justin was nothing, I quickly pushed him away and told him that I can't feel anything for him."

I move closer to her without shifting my eyes from hers, "and why can't you?"

Her eyes shift from my eyes to my lips and we both move closer until our lips meet. I close my eyes in bliss and move my arms around her waist moving her towards me. Our lips move in sync as I move one hand to her ponytail to undo it and her hands move to my hair.

After a few minutes, we shift away from each other for air and I rest my forehead on hers. We both breathe hard and her warm breath warms my heart as well.

I move my hand from her hair to her cheek and she leans into it, "God!"

She returns her gaze to my eyes and smiles, "I hope that you are feeling better, now."

I take her hand in mine and grin, "much better."

Some development here, don't you think? XD 
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