All We Have Is Now!

Best Friend date?

And here I was again at my, sorry our Felicita. Our home. Every time I came here it feel so warm, there was something magical about this place. Yesterday, on my way home I kept thinking about Marco and everything he has been doing and always did for me and how I never did anything for him, of course, surprise birthday parties don't count here. But this time, I wanted to do something for him, like a little special but not too much as well.  I came up with an idea, a lunch date, simple but effective. So today, I came here an hour before I asked him to come, dusted and kinda decorated it with some new flowers and other stuff. Now, it was looking a little livelier than before. I heard a footstep approaching and nonetheless, it was him. He came and settled on the chair and rested there.

"Why did you come early than our supposedly meeting time," I asked half happy and half annoyed

"Well, this shouldn't be a problem, I guess."

"It's not. But you ruined my surprise that I planned for you." I looked at him in little annoyance

"A surprise for me. Really?" He smirked at me

"You have been doing so much for me and I just wanted to do something for you too ." I looked at him with a little sadness on my face

"Aww......dont be like that, we can still make it work and let me help you too." He gave me a positive and assuring smile

And in less than half an hour we did it all by arranging the food, buying this mat and everything necessary for our indoor picnic. We both laid down next to each other, a little tired. The sunlight coming from the window was directly falling onto my face. I gave in to the warmth of sunlight and closed my eyes to relax.

"Wake up sleeping beauty!" He shouted while playing some annoying music in the background

"I wasn't trying to sleep and please shut that thing off.  Okay, wait a second." I sat and brought my food basket which I have spent three hours making. I very gently took out that one box from the basket and gave it to Marco, who also sat leaning his back on the wooden frame of the balcony and I sat right next to him waiting for his reaction. He gave me confused look but opened it and smiled, "what is this?" He asked examining the thing like it's out of this universe

"Chocolate chip cookies," I said in a very excited tone hoping if you could recall why exactly I was giving these cookies to him

"I know what they are ser, but suddenly out of nowhere why these cookies.?" He took a bite, "on top of that where did you buy this from? They are so delicious." He said while munching on those cookies

"I made them for you." I smiled

He was about to eat another one but stopped midway. He looked at me with shock and then looked at cookies and again looked at me and then at cookies and after repeating this one more time he asked,

"Are you sure they are edible? "

I punched his arm and he laughed,

"Since you have always been the worst baker, I would ask this to save my stomach and my life." He tried to hold his laughter while looking like he was stating a fact

"It was a long time ago and now I bake just fine. But if you are so concerned then let me take it back" I tried to take the box away but he snatched it from my hand,

"Edible or not they belong to me now." He gave me a smile

Since we both haven't had our breakfast we both started to eat the food and beer we brought. We ate in silence because we both were hungry after some time I asked, "Do you remember my first cookie incident?"

" I remember all about you." He smiled at me but after a second his warm smile changed into a devilish one, "Especially that cookie incident one."

I laughed, " I was just thirteen okay."