Chapter 3

The “red heart” necklace

His alarm rang. It was 5 am. I didn’t wake up because I never slept. I took the phone and switched it off. He was lying next to me. Our sweaty bodies wrapped around each other. I swirled my fingers in his messy hairs and kept looking at him sleeping so peacefully. How could someone look so innocent! His hairs all messed up on his forehead, his small beautiful eyes, his big potato shaped nose, which, turned out, I liked very much to eat. I kissed him in his sleep. Still asleep! Huh! He is one big sloth! I kissed him again to wake him up

“Good morning baby” I whispered in his ears.

“Good morning” he replied in his sleepy voice. 

I have always seen this thing in movies, that sleepy voice of a man, that can turn you on like nothing else. Well, its true. I kept kissing him that finally woke him up.

“someone’s in a good mood” he smiled.

“Yes, she is” I replied while getting over him.

Wait. Are we about to have the morning sex? Is my life finally a movie? Me kissing him so passionately did something to him because one moment he was so sleepy and the next moment, he was over me taking the steering wheel in his hands. Huh! I am a genius! After about thirty good minutes of “make out”, he paused and looked at me.

“I have something special for you”

Something special? What could possibly be more special than this. I would just die with happiness now.

“What is it?” I asked. 

Instead of replying to that, he stood up, took me into his arms and went to the other side of the room. I was there, in his arms, laughing, blushing and really curious now. He walked towards the wall of the room, pressed me against the wall and started kissing me. What! I was not ready for that! What! When! How! Oh, Dear God! So, this is how it feels like to be in a movie! Huh, good to know. I would just stop the time then, if I could. And would never let him go.

It was getting so steamy, just when my alarm rang. Ugh! Stupid alarms. We looked at each other and laughed. I never expected any of this when we first made the plan to meet up for the first time after almost 2 months of dating online. It was very different from the typical “online dating” because, first, we have known each other since childhood and he wasn’t a stranger to me when we started talking on the phone. Second, we developed so many feelings for each other just by looking at each other in those rectangular phone screens. I heard this somewhere, “If you can love someone without touching them, it’s the purest form of love you will experience”. Up until now, I didn’t know if it was true. Now, I do.

We gathered ourselves together because it was time for us to leave. I had to go early to catch a bus to home with my sister. He had to go to the office of course. He gently placed me on the bed. Ahh, such a gentleman. And started looking for our clothes which were scattered all over the room apparently. I took my jeans and handed it to him so that he can just unfold it around so that I can wear it. He looked at me and laughed. I realized what a baby I become when I am around him. It’s like shutting off my own mind because I wouldn’t be needing it until he’s there with me.

We got dressed. Actually, I got dressed and just sat in a corner and kept looking at me, applying my face tint and blush, lipstick and lip gloss. I was brushing my hairs in front of the mirror when he came behind me, slide my hairs on one side and put my “red heart” necklace on my neck that he took off last night. I turned around and kissed him. Right there. That was my most favorite moment with him. I could kiss him all day and won’t feel tired; I swear. 

“When would we see each other again?” he asked while sliding my hair back from my face. 

“I can’t say for sure. I will be very busy; the wedding is in one week.” I replied sadly. 

“Well, at least we can meet up for once in between!” 

“It would be really difficult, baby. We will see.” 

He hugged me tightly and got a little emotional because it would be in no time that I would leave for Germany after the wedding. I wasn’t really sure if we would be able to meet up again. For my readers, we did meet again. And every meet up had its own beauty <3

We took our stuff and left the room to say goodbye to his friends. We were comparatively quiet on our way back. He dropped me off the bus station on his scooty. I laid my head on his back and wrapped my arms tightly around him while he was riding. Another precious moment of peace. We reached the station. My sister was already there, waiting for me. We said goodbye and he left.

On my way back in the bus, I had this gut-wrenching pain inside of me. I just had a wonderful day with a wonderful person, and I couldn’t stop thinking about him. Was he thinking about me as well? I couldn’t be the only person who had been attached to someone in all ways possible in just one day. Just when I was wrecking my mind with all those questions, a message popped up on my screen.

“Reached. I miss you already <3” 

I blushed. Smiled. There was a small tear coming out of my eye now. God, I love him so much. I took my necklace in my hand to remember that moment with him and fell asleep. Well at least I can meet him in my dreams whenever I want.