Another story of love, grief and retrospective Chapter 1: Love

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I'm sitting with Liam near Stewart and I'm trying to find out more about the end of this evening
"They will continue to talk about work all night," Stewart warned me
I'm looking at the time on my phone, 9:15, great, I'm tired with the time difference, I've fallen in, I'm trying to find out from Stewart how hard this evening has been.
"It lasts until 11:00 p.m.
Great, in other words, you'll have to carry me to get in the car. But Liam sees my fatigue, I think he's looking at me funny, I wonder if that's his usual look or not.
"What's wrong? Liam asks me
'Yes, yes, I am tired with the plane and the shower earlier, I am a little out of it.
"Do you want me to take you home?
'I don't know if it's a good idea, you know, I won't want to get into trouble with my dad on my first day. Don't worry, I'll go talk to him.
"No, no, don't do that.
"Louis, can I talk to you, please?
"Yes," Liam
"You allow me to take Emma home, she begins to sleep there.
"My God, she is where, she sleeps, asks my father panicked.
"No, no, don't worry, but I'll bring her back, so you and my dad can keep talking.
'It doesn't bother you, I would have done it myself, but you know how it is here, he's handing out cheques on those nights,
"Don't worry, I'll bring her home safely.
I can't believe my dad says yes, great, I can go to bed finally, I thank Liam, and Liam smiles at me
- Oh don't worry, it makes me happy, plus I'm bored at this kind of party, luckily I ran into you.

Yeah, how lucky, we're not everyone's saviors, say so. We then leave the room, I see him get out of the keys, but no car, we head to the parking lot and we approach a superb motorcycle, with the color of red and black, I must say even if I'm not connected to the motorcycle, it tears.

- You like her ? She's my little darling.

I will never understand, why men are so emotional with their motorcycles. He puts on a helmet and I put it on, takes a helmet out of his backpack, it must be heavy.

- No, don't worry, he was in my father's car, I always keep some for this kind of situation, he said smiling

- Safety first, huh, I say nothing

- Exactly, don't worry I drive extremely well

I think, because I don't think my father would have let him drive me home if he was driving badly. But once the helmet is put on, we install, and it makes the engine roar, and off we go. I must admit that he drives well, he is careful, after that it is better for him that he is careful. But on the way back everything is going well, we arrive at the house after ten minutes. I take care to go down well to avoid killing myself, which could help a lot, but I am helped by Liam, who holds out his hand to avoid spreading out on the ground like a vulgar failed pancake and I tell him am very grateful. I then decide to take out a 20 dollar bill for the trip and hand it to him.

- Oh certainly not, put that away, I don't want it. He insists

- Even so, it is the least of things.

But he refuses, but I suggest he come back to have something to drink instead.

- Well, he said with a smile I start to look in my pockets for the keys to the house, but now that I think about it I don't have them, I'm really an idiot

- But no, your father passed them to me when I told him that I brought you back.

Here I am relieved, because I had a hard time thinking that I was going to have to wait for them outside in the cold, but finally no, it will not be the case, thanks to my savior. That I invite to enter to prevent it from ending up frozen outside, what do you want I am a nice girl, once inside, I propose to settle on the armchair while I go to get drinks .

- Don't get tired, please give me a glass of water.

I have a better idea, I see ice-tea in the fridge I ask permission from my father who accepts and also asks me, if we got home well, I thank him and confirm that we are healthy and except, I use the ice-tea and I go back to the living room where I see Liam looking at photos on the fireplace.