Friday
I love laying on the sofa when I know that there's no school the next day. "Guys will come tonight." Marcel announced and sat down on the other sofa. I shrugged and kept my eyes on the TV. 'Next theme - Marco Reus and his wild life' the presenter announced and I sat down. 'We gave Marco a question about the probably one night stand he had and here is his answer: I hurt one person by my action and I'm truly sorry for it. I can't take it back, but I'm gonna do my best. Well, we don't know who he was talking about, but we wish you luck dear Marco.' she said and I finally caught my breath. I kept my gaze on the TV while being speechless. "Emma." Marcel said and sat down next to me. "Are you okay?" he asked.
I looked at him and blinked lots of times to push the tears away. "I am." I mumbled and he sighed. "I will kick his ass so much." he said and I shook my head. "Excuse me." I said and went to the bathroom. A cold water was splashed on my face. Thanks God for cold water. My phone began ringing and it took me a while to realize that it's in my pocket. "Yeah?" I answered while looking at myself in the mirror. I'm a mess. "Hi Em." Erik said and a smile appeared on my face. "Hey. What's up?" I asked and rubbed my face with the towel. "Do youuu..wanna go out?" he asked. I need to leave the place where I live again. The pain is too big. To top it all the guys will come. "Yes. Sure. When and where?" I asked and heard his giggle.
"I'm gonna pick you up." he said and I bit my lip. "Erik? Can I ask you something?" I asked. "I guess so." he said and I took a deep breath. "Couldn't I sleep at yours tonight?" I asked quickly. I'm running away. Once again. "W-why?" he asked and I shook my head. "Stupid question. Forget it." I said. "No. No. You can sleep here of course." he said and I bit my lip while smiling. "Can I?" I asked, wanted to hear his confirmation. "Yes, you can Em. Okay. I'll pick you up at 6?" he said and I nodded. "Yeah. What shall I wear?" I asked and he giggled. "We're going out for a dinner." he said. "Okay. Thanks." I said. "You're very welcome." he said and we hung up.
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The guys have already come. I can hear their laughs and talks. I put on brown jeans, white see through blouse with pockets on each breast with tank top under it and brown chelsea flat boots. I put my hair in a pony tail, did a little makeup and put on pink lipstick. Shit. I have to pack my pyjamas. I put it in my Nike travel bag and checked if I have everything. And yes, I do. 20 minutes left. I sat down on the bed and waited. I can't go to the living room. What would I do there?
"Hi." I greeted when I stepped out of my room and tried to get myself into the hall asap. "Heeeey!" I heard a voice coming after me. "What's that bag supposed to mean?" I turned around and was met by Marcel's half-drunk eyes and questioning look. "I'm gonna come tomorrow." I said. "Where will you sleep?" Marcel asked and I rolled my eyes. If I tell him, he's gonna tell everybody and I really don't need it. "Don't worry, I'll be fine." I said and waved him. "Have fun." I said ironically and closed the door. How happy I am to leave this flat.
"Hello." I said when I got in the car. "Hi." Erik said and blushed when he saw my bag. "Give me." he said and put the bag on the back seat. "Erik, if you're not comfortable with it, just say the word. I can sleep at Jessie's I guess." I said and he started driving. "No. It's fine." he said and a smile played on his lips. I was enjoying the silence when Erik spoke. "Won't you ask where we're going?" he asked and I giggled. "Where are we going? Tell me please!" I faked it and he rolled his eyes. "Haha. A nice restaurant. Nothing big, nor too fancy." Erik said and I smiled. That's exactly what I like. Normal atmosphere, no primadonnas, just simple people.
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"Please. Let me pay my half." I said and Erik shook his head once again. "No. Emma, I invited you, I'll pay." he said and I shook my head. "Please." I said and touched his hand. He looked up with rosy cheeks and an innocent smile. "No." he said and put the money on the table. "Thank you then." I said and put my wallet into my little handbag. "My pleasure." he said and I chuckled. "Are we going home?" he asked and I laughed. It sounds like we live together. "Lead the way." I said and we left the restaurant.
Erik unlocked his flat and let me step in first. I took off my coat and Erik did the same. "Follow me please." he said with a smile and so I followed him. He opened the door and I stepped into a little room. Just a bed, desk, nightstand and wardrobe. "Guest room." he said and put my bag on the bed. "I hope you like it. Not fancy." he said while rubbing the back of his neck and I smiled. "It's nice. A guest room." I said and he smiled. "Are you already going to bed or are we gonna watch something?" he asked and I shrugged. "I'll come, but I need to change. Pyjamas is more comfortable than this." I said and he laughed. "Sure." he said and closed the door behind him. What are the guys doing now? Is there Marco too? If yes, has Marcel kicked his guts yet just the way he promised? If not, what is he doing?
"So, tell me why can't you be at your's tonight?" Erik asked and I sat on the sofa next to him. "Too crowded there." I said and he understood that I don't wanna talk about it. "Look!" he said and held up the package. "You haven't eaten it?" I asked and he shook his head. "It's been waiting for you." he said and I laughed. I stretched my hand out and so he put some beans in my palm. "I know... that you probably don't wanna talk about this. I just... I need to know how are things between you and Marco?" Erik asked and I stopped chewing. "I don't talk to him." I said and he nodded with no smile. "I think that the last time we met, I hit him with my handbag." I said and he chuckled. "Wild woman." he joked. "Why are you asking?" I asked and he looked at me, this time he stopped chewing. "Curious." he said.
I furrowed my eyebrows and he sighed. "I wanna know where I'm standing." he said and I smiled. He looks like a cute, but lost puppy. Could he mean something more than a simple distraction to me? He put his hand on my shoulder and I shrived. He ran his fingers down my arm with a smile on his face. "I like you too much." he said and I blushed. "I don't dislike you either." I joked and laughed. He brought his face closer to mine and I swear that my heart stopped beating. Instead of a normal kiss, he kissed my cheek, but I smiled. I looked down and then back at him. "I'm sleepy." I said and rubbed my eyes. He giggled and caressed my cheek. "Let's get you to bed." he said and stood up. He held up his hand and I took it. We walked in 'my' room and I lay down. "Good night." he whispered and was about to leave when my heart sent a signal to my brain. I need to know that somebody cares about me. "Erik?" I called and he turned around with his hand on the door. "One kiss?" I asked and couldn't see his face expression. "Just one." I mumbled and realized that he's already coming closer. He kissed my forehead and I smiled. "Thank you." I said and heard the light chuckle. "Night." he said again and left.
Is it just my stupid brain or is Erik helping with forgetting the pain? Hot and cold emotions confusing my brain, I could not decide between pleasure and pain.
Another ooooone!
I'm a bit depressed right now. I am confused and I feel like cying. Fuck my life.
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