So, we're up and about now. You're softly humming a song and drumming on the counter and egg cartons.
"Don't drum on the stove, Eo," I tell you.
"That would suck," anda laugh, enchanting my ears.
"And hurt,"
anda agree and flip the French Toast. I ask if anda want any help. anda say that you've got it, and I nod and say 'kay.
You're so cute. You're glowing, like when anda do when you're around children, animals, Muzik atau dancing. When you're yourself. Playing a game, just... Amazing.
I sense anda about to turn around, so I mess with the bowl of Buah on the table. I don't want anda to catch me staring... That'd be odd!
"Have any dreams?" anda ask. Your voice sounds like your facing me.
I blush. I'm not gonna tell anda about the dream. It's... Just no... "Not that I remember."
"Liar," anda laugh. "I know you."
"What dreams did you have?" I turn the answer onto you.
"New song and dance," anda say. "Now, your dream?" anda have that tell... me... the... secret look and tone of voice.
"What was the song?"
"Next week!" anda Smile. "Dream atau no French toast!"
"Damn you," I stick my tongue out.
anda ruffle my hair. I blush and fix it. "It was about the guy I like..." Truth.
"And? Who is this guy?"
"I... I can't tell ya..."
"I wanna make sure he's right for you."
"You would approve," I give anda a thumbs up.
"How old is he?"
"You sound like my dad..."I roll my eyes. "Age is just a number, that's it. It's not important..."
"Older than 18?" anda ask, eyebrow raised.
What of anda put things together and find out it's you? I feel tears well up in my eyes.
"Hey," anda say, gently lifting my chin up with your finger. Your eyes are gentle and caring... Like anda understand. I try to look away cuz anda can read me like a book. "Look at me, Adds..." I can't help but Cry. "Love is blind... But... Are anda sure he's the one?"
"I-I-I..." anda come over and hold me in your warm, caring eyes. "I Cinta him so much..." I was so close to saying you.
"I don't want him to do anything innaproprate to you..."
"He wouldn't... I... I just don't know if he feels like I do..."
"Tell me about him... I'll talk to him." You'd be having a conversation with yourself.
I know you're trying to do good, but I just Cry harder. It's you. That's all I want to say. So Badly. So much. It hurts. I clutch onto anda like you're the only thing in the world. Because to me anda are. I want to be with anda so much... Yo wipe my eyes and gently rock me, whispering all the right things. Then anda Ciuman my tear-stained cheek. "Whatever Happens, Addiline, I'll always Cinta you... lebih than the sun and the stars. lebih than anyone. Even lebih than Diana! But don't tell her I berkata that."
I chuckle. But my hati, tengah-tengah is pounding, fluttering. Rama-rama are invading my stomach.
Your Cinta for Diana is stong, but anda berkata anda Cinta me more. anda hold me close. anda gently say me me how I feel towards you. How you're Happier when I'm around and sadder when I'm not. "And I want anda to know, if anyone hurts anda , it'll be their ass."
"Michael..." I manage. "You know all those things anda said?"
"Those things that I meant every word about?" anda ask, moving my hair from my face.
I nod, sniffing. "I... I feel the same way..."
15 and 28... That maybe 13 years, but who cares?
anda hold me close. I hug anda tight. A giant weight has been lifted... "I Cinta anda so much..." I murmur. "I just... wish we were closer in age, so it wouldn't be weird for the family..."
"I know..." Your voice is shakey with emotion. anda tremble. I don't want anda to tremble, so I hold anda even tighter. "Three years..." anda but your lips to my cheek. Shivers. "But, I'm so Happy anda Cinta me the way I Cinta you. I could care less about what anybody else thinks.
So, now we're watching TV. I'm cuddled in your arms. Safe, warm, loved. I Ciuman your hand and anda Smile. I tell anda how beautiful your Smiles are. anda blush, thank me, and then compliment mine.
The phone rings, and anda reluctantly go pick it up.
"Hello?" anda say. ... Then anda get this saddened look on your face. "I'm so sorry... Do anda wanna talk to A-"
I get up, worried. What happened? I mouth, hati, tengah-tengah getting that holy-sh!t-what-happened?! panicky feeling. anda point to the phone. i nod.
"... Yes ma'am, I will." You're so polite! "Wait- No, no ma'am!" anda even sound polite in your WTFNO! voice. "I mean... No, it's not that, it's just..." This sounds awkward. What is she saying?! "I never berkata that..."
I take the phone away. "Mom! What the stuff?!"
She balas in an odd tone, that sounds really familiar. "Honey, give the phone back to Michael..."
"Methinks you're makin him feel weird. What happened?" anda bungkus, balut your arms around me, gently stroking my hair and giving me Butterflies.
Mom's silent for a moment. "I'll tell anda when I come to pick anda up."
"Mom, please?" I ask.
"No." She says firmly. "Give the phone back to Michael.
"Don't make him feel awkward," I tell her.
"Kay,"
I hand anda the phone and anda say Hello. I can't hear Mom talking but, judging from your hati, tengah-tengah rate, she's got somethin' up. "Linda, I don't think-" I feel anda tense. I Hold your free Hand, and anda relax a little. "Linda, let it wait a little while... No... She's right here." anda squeeze my hand. "Okay... Your mother wants anda to go upstairs and make sure anda have everything.
"Tell her I do," I Ciuman your hand.
anda put the phone to my ear. "I just don't want her eavesdropping..." I roll my eyes. "Let me tell 'er..." anda put your hand over the reciever and Ciuman my forehead. I Ciuman your cheek and reluctantly go upstairs.
"Don't drum on the stove, Eo," I tell you.
"That would suck," anda laugh, enchanting my ears.
"And hurt,"
anda agree and flip the French Toast. I ask if anda want any help. anda say that you've got it, and I nod and say 'kay.
You're so cute. You're glowing, like when anda do when you're around children, animals, Muzik atau dancing. When you're yourself. Playing a game, just... Amazing.
I sense anda about to turn around, so I mess with the bowl of Buah on the table. I don't want anda to catch me staring... That'd be odd!
"Have any dreams?" anda ask. Your voice sounds like your facing me.
I blush. I'm not gonna tell anda about the dream. It's... Just no... "Not that I remember."
"Liar," anda laugh. "I know you."
"What dreams did you have?" I turn the answer onto you.
"New song and dance," anda say. "Now, your dream?" anda have that tell... me... the... secret look and tone of voice.
"What was the song?"
"Next week!" anda Smile. "Dream atau no French toast!"
"Damn you," I stick my tongue out.
anda ruffle my hair. I blush and fix it. "It was about the guy I like..." Truth.
"And? Who is this guy?"
"I... I can't tell ya..."
"I wanna make sure he's right for you."
"You would approve," I give anda a thumbs up.
"How old is he?"
"You sound like my dad..."I roll my eyes. "Age is just a number, that's it. It's not important..."
"Older than 18?" anda ask, eyebrow raised.
What of anda put things together and find out it's you? I feel tears well up in my eyes.
"Hey," anda say, gently lifting my chin up with your finger. Your eyes are gentle and caring... Like anda understand. I try to look away cuz anda can read me like a book. "Look at me, Adds..." I can't help but Cry. "Love is blind... But... Are anda sure he's the one?"
"I-I-I..." anda come over and hold me in your warm, caring eyes. "I Cinta him so much..." I was so close to saying you.
"I don't want him to do anything innaproprate to you..."
"He wouldn't... I... I just don't know if he feels like I do..."
"Tell me about him... I'll talk to him." You'd be having a conversation with yourself.
I know you're trying to do good, but I just Cry harder. It's you. That's all I want to say. So Badly. So much. It hurts. I clutch onto anda like you're the only thing in the world. Because to me anda are. I want to be with anda so much... Yo wipe my eyes and gently rock me, whispering all the right things. Then anda Ciuman my tear-stained cheek. "Whatever Happens, Addiline, I'll always Cinta you... lebih than the sun and the stars. lebih than anyone. Even lebih than Diana! But don't tell her I berkata that."
I chuckle. But my hati, tengah-tengah is pounding, fluttering. Rama-rama are invading my stomach.
Your Cinta for Diana is stong, but anda berkata anda Cinta me more. anda hold me close. anda gently say me me how I feel towards you. How you're Happier when I'm around and sadder when I'm not. "And I want anda to know, if anyone hurts anda , it'll be their ass."
"Michael..." I manage. "You know all those things anda said?"
"Those things that I meant every word about?" anda ask, moving my hair from my face.
I nod, sniffing. "I... I feel the same way..."
15 and 28... That maybe 13 years, but who cares?
anda hold me close. I hug anda tight. A giant weight has been lifted... "I Cinta anda so much..." I murmur. "I just... wish we were closer in age, so it wouldn't be weird for the family..."
"I know..." Your voice is shakey with emotion. anda tremble. I don't want anda to tremble, so I hold anda even tighter. "Three years..." anda but your lips to my cheek. Shivers. "But, I'm so Happy anda Cinta me the way I Cinta you. I could care less about what anybody else thinks.
So, now we're watching TV. I'm cuddled in your arms. Safe, warm, loved. I Ciuman your hand and anda Smile. I tell anda how beautiful your Smiles are. anda blush, thank me, and then compliment mine.
The phone rings, and anda reluctantly go pick it up.
"Hello?" anda say. ... Then anda get this saddened look on your face. "I'm so sorry... Do anda wanna talk to A-"
I get up, worried. What happened? I mouth, hati, tengah-tengah getting that holy-sh!t-what-happened?! panicky feeling. anda point to the phone. i nod.
"... Yes ma'am, I will." You're so polite! "Wait- No, no ma'am!" anda even sound polite in your WTFNO! voice. "I mean... No, it's not that, it's just..." This sounds awkward. What is she saying?! "I never berkata that..."
I take the phone away. "Mom! What the stuff?!"
She balas in an odd tone, that sounds really familiar. "Honey, give the phone back to Michael..."
"Methinks you're makin him feel weird. What happened?" anda bungkus, balut your arms around me, gently stroking my hair and giving me Butterflies.
Mom's silent for a moment. "I'll tell anda when I come to pick anda up."
"Mom, please?" I ask.
"No." She says firmly. "Give the phone back to Michael.
"Don't make him feel awkward," I tell her.
"Kay,"
I hand anda the phone and anda say Hello. I can't hear Mom talking but, judging from your hati, tengah-tengah rate, she's got somethin' up. "Linda, I don't think-" I feel anda tense. I Hold your free Hand, and anda relax a little. "Linda, let it wait a little while... No... She's right here." anda squeeze my hand. "Okay... Your mother wants anda to go upstairs and make sure anda have everything.
"Tell her I do," I Ciuman your hand.
anda put the phone to my ear. "I just don't want her eavesdropping..." I roll my eyes. "Let me tell 'er..." anda put your hand over the reciever and Ciuman my forehead. I Ciuman your cheek and reluctantly go upstairs.
