Chapter 5

 The wild-meet

Spoiler alert! Once you get comfortable with the feeling of being loved by someone, you can’t live without it for too long. We went for another date after 2 days. Those were some very difficult 2 days without seeing him. How would I survive months after going back? Don’t even ask me. It’s not going very well. This time he planned the date. He picked the time and place. And truth to be told, it was better than mine. You would see later, why.

This time we went on separate vehicles. Of course! There was a restaurant on the outer part of the city. It was newly constructed. Some parts were even under construction. We went there. There was no one. LITERALLY, NO ONE. Huhh! Good choice! We talked. I gave him yet another chocolate that I bought for him. In return, he fed me chilly garlic noodles and spring rolls from his own hands. Fair enough. We sat close to each other. My legs over his, his hand over my shoulder, my head over his shoulder, our hands wrapped together. That’s the most comfortable position to be in, I must say. I was looking at him, realizing how much I am going to miss him after going back. He looked me in the eye. EYE CONTACT. It’s a dangerous thing when you are sitting at a public place. Because it always leads to “wanting something more”. We could have fooled around there because it was empty. But we didn’t. Because, again, PDA – not in our interests. But things were getting out of control. The heat that we had between us, it was too much to handle. Why couldn’t we keep our hands off each other? Why were we so hungry for each other all the time? 

He then went off to check something and came back a minute later. I knew what it was. He took my hand and said, “Come on, I will show you something”. We went upstairs. It was a dark, cozy place, not with many lights on. It was actually the under-construction part of the restaurant. There was furniture all around, lying to be arranged. There was no one there. I was surprisingly happy to see that! He took my hand held me close to him. Close enough to feel his breath, his body and everything in the whole universe. He took off my glasses from my eyes and placed them on the table besides me. He was looking at me, I had my cute face on, smiling and looking back at his eyes. He grabbed my face and kissed me. Oh, good God. It took me a few seconds to realize that we were going to have public place make-out. Finally, another check to my bucket list.

He is taller than me of course. So, I stood out on my feet to reach his height to kiss him. My hands were on his shoulders, his were on my waist. A few minutes later, I realized his touch on my skin. His hands went under my t-shirt, smoothly grabbing my waist. I laughed. He was encouraged. He pulled back from the kiss and turned me around in a quick motion. Whoa! That was…something! He set aside my hairs and kissed my neck. Ohh well! I lost control of everything but him. His touch was soft yet strong. He lowered my t-shirt rom one shoulder and kept kissing me. I was getting warm. Like really “hot-like-a-burning-candle” warm. He tossed me around. Again. Its like a pretty game we were playing. Well he was playing; I was just being a patient audience. And kissed me again. This time his hands were a going a little up on my back, questioning around the hook. One best thing about him? He never does something without my consent! I nodded and gave him the way. He unhooked me and wrapped his whole hands on my back. His cold hands were against my warm body. His lips against mine. My feet on the above of his. I was literally standing on him.

He is taller than me of course. So, I stood out on my feet to reach his height to kiss him. My hands were on his shoulders, his were on my waist. A few minutes later, I realized his touch on my skin. His hands went under my t-shirt, smoothly grabbing my waist. I laughed. He was encouraged. He pulled back from the kiss and turned me around in a quick motion. Whoa! That was…something! He set aside my hairs and kissed my neck. Ohh well! I lost control of everything but him. His touch was soft yet strong. He lowered my t-shirt rom one shoulder and kept kissing me. I was getting warm. Like really “hot-like-a-burning-candle” warm. He tossed me around. Again. Its like a pretty game we were playing. Well he was playing; I was just being a patient audience. And kissed me again. This time his hands were a going a little up on my back, questioning around the hook. One best thing about him? He never does something without my consent! I nodded and gave him the way. He unhooked me and wrapped his whole hands on my back. His cold hands were against my warm body. His lips against mine. My feet on the above of his. I was literally standing on him.

We noticed the soft cushions lying on the floor. Wow! Should we take this to another level? He took me up placed me gently on the cushions. He took his moment and went inside my hoodie. What! No clothes were taken off but, what a good make out session we had! He kissed on my waist. Shut up! I won’t be able to live again. And then came up in slow-kissing motion. He spent some good times inside that hoodie while I tried my life’s all strength not to make a sound! We were kissing, altogether, with all our love for each other. We then realized, what have we become? Public place make-out? Seriously? We laughed. That’s one of my favorite moment. Laughing together with him. Being raw with him. Being completely myself with him.

It was then, when my phone rang. It was my mother asking me when would I come back. We had to count all those “shagun vale lifafe”. We stood up and organized ourselves. I was finding my glasses. He was finding his belt. Too much fun. I hugged him. Very tightly this time. To let him know, I was not going anywhere, no matter what. He hugged me back and kissed my forehead. It felt like a dream. We went to our separate ways to our houses. I knew I would not be able to see him for a long time now. I was sad. But I was happy as well. I realized I have found my person. One who wouldn’t judge me, ever.

Someone who would love me as much as I love him.