Chapter 2: Chapter 2

Before going inside, I stop Allan after I had finished thinking about what is happening now.

"I think we should not hurry to tell everyone about us," I say.

He looks at me and nods his head a little before placing a kiss on the back of my right hand. He then places his hand around my shoulders friendly to cover assumptions.

I think it is better like that, am not ready to be officially named in a relationship. That isn't my genre!

We enter the festive room and enjoy our night more by dancing and eating. Allan invites me to take a slow dance with him and I agree. Hands to hands we dance slowly on the dance floor, seems to be like an eternity, how I want this night not to be ruined, how I need to have every day such moments in my life. I feel so good now dancing with my Allan. He pulls me closer to him and murmurs in my ear "you are such a beautiful flower this night."

I chuckle and reply to him by looking at his eyes " And you are such a poet," we both laugh at my non-romantic feelings and thoughts.

After some minutes dancing with him, I decided to join my friend Taylor. I can see her on the stairs with a glass of whiskey, I excuse myself in front of Allan and join Taylor. I sit beside her and place my head on her shoulder and sigh briefly while watching at her with the corner of my eye. She looks at me and continues drinking her whisky, I sigh once more noisily to attract her attention.

" Ok tell me what's wrong?" She asks, probably knowing am trying to attract her attention.

" Well... I have something to tell you."

" I am listening sweetie."

" I...I have a new relationship." I say without whirling

She is my friend and I can't hide such a thing from her. She smiles and looks at me with sparkling eyes.

"Who is that?...tell me, tell me." She asks me, pleased.

" His name starts with a big "A"..."

She opens her eyes and her mouth probably knowing about the person talking about.

"ALLAN" she shouts...

"Shuttttt" I stop her by covering her mouth with my hand. Fortunately, nobody heard her " I don't need someone to know about that... For the time is just a secret"

"Why?"

"Simply because it is better for now and because I don't need this now."

"Um I can understand, but it is so cute and I was sure one day it would be like that. But if your relationship is known, can you imagine how your popularity will increase...lean!lean!lean!" She shouts while being excited.

We both talk about the night and what finally happens between me and Allan. Curiosity is a sin! she even wants me to tell her the details of my first kiss with Allan. This girl is crazier than I would guess.

I feel a little bit of heat and I need to think for some while before finally going back home and ending this wonderful twilight. Taylor is a little bit drunk and I know she will not stop drinking like this without going to a nightclub, so I prefer to leave her to enjoy and straight myself to the garden once more. It isn't my fault, they have a nice garden.

Finally, outside, I walk up to a seat placed in the middle of the garden and take a seat on it with my mind full of thoughts, wondering what will happen to me tomorrow, will I wake up and realize it was just for one night or continue the dream? All my life I have been obsessed with the matter of becoming a writer and yet I am. Even though at the last moment I was not certain of my capacity because everyone loved my stories, on the Wattpad website where I used to write, my family and friends loved my stories but I couldn't understand why I could not be published until the day I met Allan and my editor Xavier. They both helped me to persuade myself once more that I could realize my fellow dreams. Thanks to them. I want nothing to blow out this night into pieces, cause right now joy fulfills me.

Two male hands cover my eyes once more, why is he always doing that? Allan is terrible. I touch his two hands with my hands still trying to remove his own since I already know it is him.

"Why can't you change your method." I say while he removes his hands from my eyes "tell me A..." I stop after turning to see his reaction but I found myself in front of a different person, a person I could not imagine being here, a person I thought would never show the tip of his nose.

" De...Derick!" I say, while standing from my chair full of shock while seeing him in front of me.

He is so different, I mean... It has been a long time now, so long even, but I still recognize him, the mixed-race boy with his brown eyes and his brown wavy hair that I loved touching when he kissed me. How manage he is here? standing in front of me and by the way saying nothing because, for my own, I don't know how to react.

" So are you so surprised to see me?" He say.

His bold and manly voice echoes in my head and leaves me stunned by so much male modification. I need to talk to him, open my mouth, say something, ask him millions of questions.

" How do you think I may react while seeing you here?" I say, still trying to get back from my emotions.

" I know I came without asking but yet am here," he moves forward to me " Am finally here for you." He says fluently.

Am I dreaming or something like that? for me? Is he joking or mocking at me? Hearing his last sentence sounds to me like mockeries and I feel my heart burning from inside and my head ready to explode, right now I need to throw him dirty abuses. How can he have the audacity to tell me this after so long? How?

"For me?... I guess it is a joke right?" I ask trying to keep calm.

"Why should it be a joke lea?" he say.

I chuckle and look at him while starting to count on my fingers in front of him. Four years we separated since I came to Toronto.

" How many fingers is this?" I ask him while showing him my four fingers. He bends his head and puts it up again with a miserable face." Tell me, Derick." He still does not answer, I can feel how shameful he is right now. Well...

"Lea, love isn't a matter of time." He says, surely trying to justify himself.

"Yes for you, but on my side is the contrary. It has been four years since you promised to come and asked me for marriage," I say with tears already running out of my eyes " Four years you promise you will search for me, for us to build something and like an idiot I trust you like I never trust anyone. I always had my feet on the ground but with you, I wanted to fly... and that is what it gives." I cry more, realizing he is here, and because of his none concern I can't live the life I imagine for us.

"I know I don't have the right to come after four years but don't say that please, I took all that I told you seriously. I came here to start back, to accomplish all that I promise and I swear I will make you happy. Lea you never got out of my mind and my soul, you remain part of me and even if I needed to forget you I can't cause I love you, trust me."He says with a pathetic face.

" Trust you....why should I trust you again? So that you break my heart once more? so that you make me wait for you for two years without you coming anymore? No! I will never trust you again." I say while trying to remove a ring from my finger with my eyes wet. "Look! Do you remember this ring you gave me, promising you will come and search for me to build up a new life together? Do you remember? Look how old and used it is," I say before throwing the ring in front of him " Take it back," I wipe my tears realizing he doesn't merit it " take it with you and do whatever you want with it, because with me...it has no use. Go back from where you are because if you are here for me...you are wasting your time" I say while wiping my tears when I see Allan coming forward.

"Hey, I search for you." He says, realizing I am not alone "Oh excuse me I didn't knew you were with someone, who is he?" He asks me.

I look at Derick who seems more than the word annoyed.

"A friend!" I answer.

Allan smiles and forwards his hand to greet Derick but Derick acts impolitely by looking at Allan's hand just like shit and with full anger, then decides not to greet Allan. Allan removes his hand suspended and ranges it noticing that Derick is such an arrogant person. On that side, he hasn't changed.

"Can we go?" Ask Allan

I reply with a "yes" and holds Allan's hand.

" I need to talk to you, Lea?" Derick shouts behind us.

I ask Allan to go forward and I join Derick.

"Everything has been said...so goodnight," I say while taking off.

On my way to Allan's car, I take in some air before entering, I sit and inhale noisily. Allan ask me if everything is ok and I agree before he turns on the car. Nothing will make this night transform into a nightmare, not even Derick

Already up to my apartment, I receive a message from Taylor telling me that she will not come back home now, I smile noticing I was earlier right, she loves parties. I open the door and enter, letting Allan enter also. I straight myself to the kitchen and take two glasses with one bottle of wine before joining Allan in the parlor.

"I don't take more than two glasses of alcohol, but just because is a special day..." I serve him and l before taking it off to toast " Am going to take another glass...cheers!" I said while we toast up.

"Let's take up another toast, for this beautiful night, for you and your talent," he says before I continue.

"For you my great friend and for all the support you gave me." I continue.

"For love.... cheers!" He says before we take up a toast.

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After a few minutes of drinking and laughing together, we were finally drunk, my senses were all mixed, I had the feeling to vomit and an undescribed headache. I please Allan to stop making me laugh with all his folky stories, but it seems both of us can't stop.

"I think you plan to kill me right now," I say while chuckling a little.

"I can't because how will I live if you die?" He says while taking a serious face.

The laughter stops as seriousness invades. Without hesitation, he reduces the space which separates us, takes my glass and his own, and puts it down. He kissed me fluently and slowly like our first time, as seconds passes he increases the motion and rhythm of the kiss which makes it sweeter and more exciting than before.

He walks his hand over my thigh under my gown letting me feel some chills running over my body. Excitement and drunkenness are the master of these moments and make me more courageous than I could, I insert my tongue inside his mouth letting him do the same thing, everything runs well and the kiss is more passionate than ever.

He makes me lie on the sofa while kissing me more and stroking me. Images of Derick pass through my mind and I remember how he used to make me mad when we had to have sex, and envy took me once more to accelerate the motion with Allan. Right now I act like a whore ready to get fucked. But the image of him giving me poor justifications after four years comes back and I slowly stop Allan.

"I know we are drunk... But let's take our time alright?" I say while sitting erect.

"... Ok let's take our time." He says.

I know it will take long all this time I'm asking for but, I will try not to make him too much wait, after all, he is my friend...