He's A Super Freak.

Chapter 11

April, '85.

Alex and I's relationship was going good so far. I do remember going to watch The Terminator when it first came out with Alex. It was like autumn time in '84. Every time I got scared and looked away, Alex would pull me in for a kiss me to distract. I admit, I did do on purpose a few times, because well... we were on a date, and it was rare we had time alone. And er, our public display of affection did cause some people behind to tut and make a loud Ugh noise. Alex wrapped his arm around me tightly to his chest, occasionally whispering things to me. In the scene when the second character descends from the time travel, I couldn't help but giggle, whispering to Alex, "It really does rain men!" He couldn't help but cover his mouth, laughing. At the end of the movie (we didn't really realise, you can guess where our faces were focusing. I'll give you a clue, our lips were involved. ), Alex whispered "I gotta be honest with you, Li... I'm from the future." I giggled into his lips as people left the auditorium. That night was beautiful. But I mean, all the times with Alex are always going to be special in my heart.
So, anyway, about 10 months passed since we got together. Although, I'd like to be honest with you, I had a hunch that Alex had something buried so deep within him he kept, locking it away in fear. And it bugged me, yet I hated to ask him, because I loved him, truly. Still do.
Anyhow, I completely forgot Alex had to go to London for a shoot until he reminded me a few months before. Its funny, I remember he said it was only because the director was a cheapskate and Alex was cheap to hire, hence how he got the gig, ha. So, anyway, he packed to leave for London that night; he was just about to film Death Wish 3. "I'll miss you." He said literally every time he saw me.
I pulled on my jumper over my head as he popped his head in his room, saying, "Love you my lil mushroom!" "Love you too, beautiful." I replied, as I sat and tied my boots as Alex grunted down the stairs with his suitcase. "Yo Li, you comin'?" Alex yelled up the stairs. I didn't say anything as I'd finished tying up the laces. "Lila?" I rushed out, grabbing my coat. I stood at the top of the stairs, looking down at Alex, who was scribbling something down on paper. "You fallen asleep or somethin'?" He mumbled, taking a double take at me. "Oh, there you are." He smiled. "Sorry babe. Let's go, don't want you to miss your plane eh?" I said as I skipped down. Alex caught me in a hug and held onto me so tight, I didn't want him to let go. "I don't wanna leave you." He whined into my shoulder. I tried my hardest not to cry and squeezed tight on his shirt. "You'll be back soon though, right?" I managed to say through my stifled sob. "Promise," Alex said as he kissed me, "Next time I go away, you're coming too, lil mushroom. I promise you." He said as his eyes teared up. "Come on, beautiful." I said as kissed him deeply and ardently. He kissed me back, whispering with a smirk, "I am really going to miss you."
So we did get to the airport in time for his flight. I drove him in his ma's car, as he blasted out his newest album he'd bought, Meat Puppets II on the stereo, patting his knee, bobbing his knees up and down with the rhythm. I tapped the steering wheel as I laughed at Alex head banging it out. "Don't have fun when I'm away, will ya?" Alex yelled over the music, to which I shouted back, "I won't if you don't!" He shook his head, pouting his lips in his cool manner, "Nah!"

Alex simply wouldn't let go of me until the very last minute and we had to part. At the last moment, he cupped the back of my neck, kissing me, leaning his forehead on mine and said, "See you later, lil 'shroomy." I nodded slowly, trying my best not to bawl my eyes out. I whispered back to him, "See you round beautiful. Count down the days, yeah?" He nodded as he let go gradually and mumbled, "I will. And don't do nothing I wouldn't do." I playfully punched his shoulder, saying, "Hey, you too!" I said, laughing. "You better be here when I get back," Alex yelled as he walked away, "or I shall never forgive you!" He said in his British accent, making me laugh. In reality, both of us hated to be separated. I was sobbing on the drive back alone.

The days seemed to drag on and got more and more tedious without Alex. That crazy flamboyant Rosita chick phoned me not long after to tell me I had the photographer job if I still wanted it. Of course I said yes! I told Alex the next time I got to talk to him. Dude... Without him, I found I wasn't my stupid goofy self. The introvert little shell that I thought I'd fought, was trying to take over again. Alex would always try and call every night; just hearing Alex talk at me on the the phone, made me come alive inside again. Like the breaking of a new dawn. Just knowing and feeling he was still breathing on the other end, fed the silly but most real side of me. You remember that hunch I said about earlier, that Alex was afraid of something? Well that irritation and frustration within me had built up a lot more than either of us had realized. And it all came to a head one night on the phone.