Love Is Made For The Foolish (English version)

Chapter 17 Promise

Matt:

It is difficult for me to assimilate what she has asked me, I know that for many people it is not a big deal but taking into account how unfriendly our interactions have been, this is something enormous. The simple fact that Eliza called me before even thinking about calling 911, is something that even if I don't want to, inflates my heart.

I indeed agreed to accompany her to her sister's wedding at the insistence of my father and Eliza's mother, but after a couple of dates and casual conversations, Eliza has earned a space in my thoughts and based un what I am feeling now; also in my heart.

-I'll take care of you; always, - I promise her in a whisper, knowing that she won't hear me because she's already asleep.

She looks so cute and gentle in her sleep, nothing like the sarcastic and rude woman who brings me down from my ego cloud with a single word.

I watch her sleep peacefully as I stroke her hair for about half an hour, until I too fall into a deep sleep, dreaming of her beautiful figure running towards me to save her from a monster.

Eliza:

I wake up a bit disoriented and it takes me a few minutes to realize that I am in my room, next to Matt who now sleeps like a baby.

I bite my lip to keep from laughing at the picture of him open-mouthed, snoring as drool threatens to roll down his chin.

Today I feel much better and calmer, I get up slowly so as not to wake Matt and go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

A few minutes later, a particularly embarrassed Matt appears,

-Good morning sweetheart,- he says with a shy smile.

-Good morning Matt,- I return the smile full of gratitude for staying with me.

-Thanks for everything Matt, I don't know what I would have done without you, I hadn't even thought about speaking to the police.-

-It's nothing, I'm glad that you know I'm someone you can count and trust on,- he says while stretching; his shirt lifts a little, letting me see a part of his well-defined abdomen.

We ate breakfast in silence and only looked up to smile shyly from time to time.

I hate feeling like this, especially since it's Matt we're talking about, for God's sake! I never imagined having feelings for him.

-I should go home, take a shower and... -

-David has left some clothes here, you could use them if you want, I think you are the same size.- I interrupt him.

Ahg I know what it looks like, okay I'm pathetic and desperate!

-It's just that I don't want to be alone right now. I understand if you do not ... -

-No, it's okay, sure, David dresses like the father he is, but I'm sure I'll be able to make it work,- Matt says, laughing a little.

-Thanks Matthy- I know he doesn't like the nickname his mother gave him, so I use it playfully to ease the discomfort of the moment.

He only smirks understanding my intention.