Perrie only sees the good in the world. She appreciates the little things. Like the smell of roasted coffee in the morning. How nice the breeze feels on a hot summer's day. Staying up all night chatting to her friends, and no matter how many times y...
Your touch makes me forget ..... the darkness in my past,
That is why I can't help but hope that
you and me,
this
us
lasts
- Indeedread
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Perrie continues to hug me for another minute or two and then let's go gently. Her crystal blue eyes console me, as she gives me an endearing smile. I can't remember the last time someone has been affectionate with me. After Jesy left a few years ago for America to focus on her acting career, and things with Jed ended, I had remained a lone wolf. Although this whole situation is strange and she is still somewhat a stranger to me, I cannot deny it felt nice to be held. We continue to look at each other until I am finally able to gather my thoughts.
"Why are you thanking me? What are you doing here ... did you miss your train, again !?" I ask, as I attempt to keep my voice even.
"Also who was that guy that drove off?", I ask.
"Don't worry about him, now that you are here it's all ok. You saved me honestly, thank you", Perrie says softly, not breaking eye contact.
I am beyond confused so I continue to raise my eyebrows at her, hoping for an explanation. However, she doesn't elaborate.
"I know this time missing the train was my fault but I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you in the first place. You cannot deny that the reason I first missed my train was because of you. So you better help me out and get me home or at least to the correct train. Please you are my only hope", Perrie says, unable to hide the desperate plea in her voice.
I flare my nostrils at her as I try to control my anger. Is she serious right now? Is Perrie's strategy to bribe me with politeness and affection just so I can help her out? There is a part of me that wants to intimidate and scare her away. I know I am well capable of that. I have perfected the art of removing people from my life over the last few years. Oddly, a much bigger part of me feels protective of her. She is the living definition of naive... I would feel better knowing that she has reached home safely. Also, strangely, I don't feel as emotionally burdened when I am around her. Maybe it's her crazy personality that distracts me from my negative thoughts.
