Finally the day when the man that my entire being missed was returning. I looked at my haul from Victoria's Secret two days ago and began to wonder if this was indeed a good idea.
I was waiting for Hero at his place and had hidden the VS bag under his bed. The whole time I was imagining how our reunion would play out.
The door knob turned with a click as I turned my head around, my heart filled with anticipation and excitement, waiting for my love to waltz through the door.
"I'm back!" Hero announced as he spread his arms wide in my direction.
"You're back!" I cried with relief as I jumped off the couch and sprinted towards him.
He wrapped his arms around me and squeezed me tight, like a sumo wrestler crushing an apple with his bare hand.
Wait what?
The door knob turned with a 'click' sound. I turned my head around and stared intensely with a heart full of anticipation and excitement. My lips were cracking and my throat felt more dry than the Sahara desert.
As the door swung open slowly, I held my breath, knowing I was finally going to see my man again.
Now all he needs to do is to open his arms so that I can jump onto him.
"Hey."
Hey???
I looked at him, my bottom halfway lifted from the couch, as I eagerly awaited for a more enthusiastic follow up from him.
But there was none.
"Hey." I replied, sinking my bottom back down onto the couch. If my bottom had feelings, it would feel outright disappointed. But then again, he looked really tired as I observed him from head to toe.
Hero headed straight for the showers and after he was done, I told him to wait for me on the bed. He looked confused but did as he was told anyway.
"Hey Handsome." I tried to add some heavy breaths as I spoke when I exited the bathroom. Then I placed one arm above my head as I leaned onto the frame of the door, wearing the Victoria's Secret black satin slip dress.
"You got this. You got this. You got this. C'mon Emily! You've practiced!" That was my inner pathetic, trembling voice in my head.
"Or should I call you...Doctor?" I winked in the most seductive manner that I thought I knew how. But in another person's eyes, that wink could easily be mistaken as a twitch.
My insides were whirring like how one would whirl a ball of cotton candy onto a stick from the machine. Then, my nervousness got the best of me as I tripped over my own foot when I tried to take another step. The only consolation was that I managed to pull myself back up quickly.
"What are you doing?" Hero burst out laughing. He laughed so hard that he felt stitches in his abdomen.
"Trying to seduce you." I bit my bottom lip in embarrassment as I smiled sheepishly.
"Stop trying to come up with ways to seduce me, you are already seducing me everyday without trying." Hero jumped off the bed and scooped me up into his arms.
Then he lay me down gently onto his bed, his face less than an inch away from mine. The longer I looked into those mesmerizing brown eyes, the less conscious I became of my breathing and the more I got lost in them.
Trapping my hips between his thighs, he swept away the loose hair covering my face and gently caressed my cheek. His fingers moved along the side of my face to outlining my neck like a brush writing calligraphy. His touch lingered on every part of my skin that he had made contact with.
"I've been trying to hold it in." He said in a low voice then he planted a kiss on my forehead, followed by my temple, then the tip of my nose.
"But now you've made it impossible."
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"I am finally done!" I exclaimed as I punched both of my arms into the air. Instead of doing the victory dance in my head, this time I did it in person around the constrained space of my room.
After months of writing and rewriting, I could finally say that this version could be my winning shot. I checked the details once again to make sure nothing essential was left out and submitted the story. Just in time before summer break too. Now I can enjoy myself without worrying about the deadline.
In the end, the final title of my fictional story is called "Firsts with you", which the scenes are based on true events in my life. It speaks of friendship, both platonic and non-platonic, and the blossom of a romantic relationship.
"That's the gist of it." I told Davin while we were having lunch together in the school's cafeteria. Davin was done with his story too, in fact, he had already submitted his a week before I did.
"Have you any plans yet, for summer?" Davin asked.
"Nope, not yet." I shook my head.
"Remember my auntie Sally who makes the best chicken pot pie in the world?"
"Uh huh."
"She's visiting again! Would you like to join me this time?" Davin brimmed from ear to ear as his eyes sparkled with excitement.
"It's not that far away from here." He added. "It's only in Las Vegas."
"Las Vegas???" I choked on the water that I was drinking.
Davin said that I could ask Hero along, he doesn't mind, in fact he would love it if Hero could join us. Besides, I have never been to Las Vegas before. Exploring a new state got me feeling excited. I could see how Davin's diva demeanour fits in with the impression that I have of Las Vegas.
As summer break drew closer and closer, everyone was getting more and more hyped up. Which was quite expected, with all the beaches, bikinis, nosebleeds, who wouldn't be looking forward?
Cheryl invited all of us to her grandmother's place in Salt Lake City, Utah, which got us planning for another short trip.
Unlike before, this time I have a part-time job at hand so I made a mental note to check in with Anne if I could take a couple of weeks off before committing myself to any of the plans.
As the upcoming summer break would be longer than the Winter break, I have also made plans to return home. Madison and Frank will also be back in Bakersfield, and our trio can finally reunite.
And I gave them heads up that I won't be returning alone.
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FanfictionEmily Lee is a goody two shoes and a young aspiring writer who entered Stanford University with only one aim in mind - to graduate with a First Class honors degree. In order to motivate their students, every year the lecturers in the English Departm...