[Friday]
It was 5 in the evening. I had my things packed in a duffle and I was so ready to spend the day with Ryan. I was waiting for him to pick me up. Every nerve in my body was excited and I kept thinking about the whole weekend I was about to spend at his place. Just the two of us.
“Ready, cupcake?” Mum’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned my head towards the direction the voice was coming from.
“I’m so happy, mum. Thank you so much.” I was ever grateful for mum to have me this even though I was just an ungrateful ass.
“I’m glad that-” She couldn’t finish her sentence because a car horn interrupted her. I perked up from my seat, almost falling flat on my ass. I heard mum laugh but I was too much happy to say something.
"He is not in his Tesla and this has nothing to do with me calling him Tesla guy, right?" She teased me but today she could murder me and I’d forgive her because I had never been this excited in my life before. I
"Rise and Shine sleepyhead." I heard a very cheerful voice that woke me up. I fluttered my eyes open. Not that opening them changed anything but whatever. "What time is it?" I questioned, groggily and rubbed my eyes simultaneously because lights really burn my eyes. "It's 8pm which means dinner time, chop-chop!" He pulled me out of the sheets and made me sit up. For a second he resembled my mother as he dragged me out of the bed. "What's gotten you in a good mood?" I giggled letting him drag me to wherever he was dragging me to. “You.” He scooped me up in his arms, earning a squeak from me. "Ryan, I can walk." I giggled, flailing my legs for him to put me down. "I know." He stated. I just shut my mouth as he was talking me somewhere. "Ryan, I need to pee." I informed him when the pressure increased. I hear him sigh dramatically. "There's only so many ways to destroy romance. Go!" He put me down as I didn’t wait a second
After having breakfast Ryan decided to grade some papers and I did my homework. He also had some of his business work which he was currently doing in office in the house while I decided to get some fresh air. I strode out of the house to the lawn. I walked around a bit enjoying the cool breeze along with the warmth of the sun. It was balancing out each other. I walked a little more before I smelled flowers and I stopped in my track. I was inhaling the scent of the flowers when I felt arms around me, wrapping my waist. I hummed and leaned my head back. The grip wasn’t as gentle as always but I shrugged it off. “I can only imagine how beautiful this place would be.” I mumbled closing my eyes and trying to get comfortable in his arms but I couldn’t. There was something different. “Flowers look beautiful right? I guessed that because a thing with so tempting scent can only be beautiful” I mumbled. He placed his chin on my shoulder. Something was wrong. I
“Stop it!” I shrieked, giggling when Ryan put the cake batter on my face and licked it. He was doing it for almost 15 minutes. After I woke up, we had our lunch and I was feeling pretty much myself so I requested Ryan not to bring up what happened earlier this morning and like the understanding guy he is, he agreed. We decided to bake cake together and make some cupcakes. It was Ryan’s idea. He said his mother just sent her the new cake recipe and he wanted to try it and who was I to say no to cake. It had been an hour that he was trying to make cake batter but he spilled it all on the floor when he made it the first time because he was too busy tickling me. “What? You are so delicious, I can’t stop myself.” He said putting more on my neck and then licking it. “Ryan, I swear to god, I’m going to punch you. You spilled it first time, you’re going to do it again but I really want to eat the cake.” I whined pushing him a little. “You spil
A knock on the door and I still wasn’t ready. I always threw hair forward, ruffled them up and then threw them back because for a person like me, combing the hair into a perfect style was difficult. Plus mop of the curls I had on my head, it looked strangely good with just rough finger combing. I’ve been told so. But today it was my first date. I wanted to look good on my first date. I was dressed casual so, I guess messy hair wouldn’t look bad but that was just me, in my imagination. Would it actually look suitable for a date? I had no idea. I opened the door with my usual messy hair but kinda better dressing than usual because Eva helped me with it and I trusted her. As soon as I opened the door all my insecurities washed away because Ryan started complimenting me like he hadn’t seen me in casual clothing before and that’s what I always loved about him. He always boosted up my confidence like when you get high on confidence just for 15 minutes when you list
I don’t know what got over him but he pulled me towards him. Maybe he was overwhelmed with the emotions but I wasn’t complaining at all about it. He wrapped his arms around my waist and rested his hands on my lower back. A blush crept on my face but my egoistic ass tried to hide it by hiding my face in his chest. Maybe, that he didn’t like because he instantly unfolded his one arm to just lift my face up, just so he could forcefully kiss me to tell me that I shouldn’t be shy around him which in my opinion was a lot to ask because being a person I am, it was a lot to ask. Well, everything aside which was not important at all, what really important for me was the way our lips synchronized and danced along the melody that water was playing. I could feel my romantic moment unfold like a character of some romantic novel as I could hear the firework and symphonies. The moment we were in was straight out pulled out of a novel, the scenery that I only
My last day with Ryan and I was absolutely gutted thinking about it because even though I had just spent two days with him, I was absolutely used to his presence around me. I was used to his soft, tender touches, his melodic voice that always sounded like a song and his caring nature. The way he cared about my diet and the way he treated me, made me feel important and loved. His phone rang, disturbing the comfortable silence we were sharing as we were cuddled on the couch. He groaned in annoyance before he answered the call, pulling apart from me. "I'll be back in a second." He left the couch. I gave him a nod before he sprinted off. I was thirsty so, I decided to grab myself something to drink. Anything that my hand would lay on in the fridge. I made my way to the kitchen and grabbed a tin from the refrigerator. I was on my way back when I heard Ryan’s distressed voice as he was talking to someone. Not wanting to eavesdrop, I kept walking back to the
"I'm back!" I announced as soon as I entered the house, bag on my shoulder and ice cream in one hand, melting and dripping down and my other hand trying to stop it from falling on the cleaned floor of my house. Well, on my way home, Ryan decided to have some ice-cream. He really acted like a kid sometimes and it made question if he really was 24 but every adult has a kid, hiding inside him. Maybe, that was the case with him. I didn’t hear any response so, I decided to finish the melting ice-cream before checking for anyone. I dropped my bag on the floor, made my way to the kitchen after eating the ice-cream. I washed my sticky hands before running upstairs to greet mum. "I'm back, mummy." I beamed opening the door, after knocking. "Aww... My baby is not virgin anymore. I don't know when you grew up so fast." She said, dramatically sighing to add more impact. Of course, only my mother would say anything like that because she is just super cool.
I felt so paranoid when I was walking down to Ryan’s office. I felt like I was being followed constantly or someone was watching me. This time I decided to stop and ask. Not that the person following me would ever answer but why not take a chance. "Hello?" My voice echoed back in the empty hallways of the school because students were at cafeteria. "Is anybody there?" I tried my luck one more time. When I received no response, I was ready to turn around and leave but then I felt a hand on my shoulder, making me jump and get into defensive position. "Whoa! It's me... Isaac." The voice confirmed it was Isaac. I relaxed and huffed a breath. "You scared me." "I’m sorry I didn't mean to... So, how was your weekend?" His voice held a teasing tone which was enough to tell me who told him. "Keith told you." I said. It wasn't a question. I knew Keith. He was Mr. loose lips. "Yeah, it kinda slipped out of his mouth." He chuckled.