I remember the first word you said to me, the smile on your face the night you started this rollercoaster. You just had a haircut and you looked more handsome than I had ever noticed. Your whole six feet, slim fair body.
I was in my usual reserved and quiet mode, replying most of your comments with a smile, perhaps because of lack of words or because your words didn’t stir me up. I don’t know where you got your portions from because, you hacked my code.
We became reading partners; your company was enough to make me read because you motivated me to work harder even though I’d always been a couch potato. You advised me about everything. You did everything to make me happy. Alas, I wasn’t into myself anymore, you helped me explore a different kind of person I could be, if I wanted to. You introduced me to the society. I was happier and glowing. My friends said it was a sign I was in love but it wasn’t true. I was on alert to make sure my emotions doesn’t take over my brain because we became fond of eachother.
I was excited that cool evening, you wanted to talk. I wondered about what. It was that stony night you made the rules, “Nothing will ever happen between us.”
I wondered why it was worthy of discussion because I wasn’t expecting anything to happen, I was enjoying and taking advantage of the moment.
To be continued…
PS: This story is a work of fiction. Names, character, places and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictiously. Any resemblance to actual events, or persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.