Her

Snowfall

A Short Story

That evening neither of us was looking forward to. You know exactly which one I'm talking about. First we were escorted in your dad's car until we arrived at your mother's doorstep to then spend the next two to three hours over there.
Why was it bad? The woman, aka your mother, was, and still is, an absolute bitch. Even though to me she was "nice", but very very VERY awkward, I could see right through it. Now personally, I don't feel awkward very quickly. But that was too much. Too much, I tell you.
So we were in the wardrobe, taking off our jackets and shoes, making sure we looked good, and then we went inside. We were greeted by this weirdly bent twig with a molten gummy bear for a face, and eyes that would scare the devil, and that was supposed to be a mother. I knew what I needed to know right from the moment you first talked to me, but that meeting just sealed it all together extra tightly.
Anyways. We sat down on the couch during dinner, which was kinda wholesome. We were served some food, which was pretty good. I liked it. After dinner, you curled up to me and we just talked for a bit. It was really nice. That's the only nice memory I've made in that house when the woman was near.
And then she weirdly came up to us and asked to take a picture. Excuse me? Why? What the hell are YOU gonna use that for?
So we let her do that because sure why not, right?

The evening went by pretty quickly however, and before we knew it, we were outside again. On our way to walk back to your dad's house. I almost wanted to write home, but you're home, so I already was home.
Anyways, we walked on our way back to the house. It was really nice. It looked very white, I've never seen so much snow in my whole life. Ever. So we started walking, hand in hand, of course. We looked a lot at each other and we smiled, laughed, and giggled even more. We were like those typical movie couples, but come to life. The world stood still when I walked that night with you. It felt like it was just us. Just us, taking on the world on our little stroll down town. I didn't care about anyone else. It was just you and me in that moment. Never ever would I have imagined to get a girl like you, but here we are.
So we kept walking and vibing through the snow. I remember us singing A Thousand Miles by Vanessa Carlton together. These were definitely one of the greatest moments in my life. You make my inner child come up again, and it feels so good and safe to let it out with you. On the beginning of the trip, I didn't know what I was in for with you. During the trip, I was so confused because you just made everything so effortlessly perfect and warm and safe. And perfect that walk was, the snowfall, you, us together finally. You took my heart, and all you did was fill it with love and give it back to me. You do that all the time, even when I don't feel as loveable.

We had so many great laughs on our way back to the house. I almost fell into a hill of snow. You slipped a lot. We kissed once down the road. We squeezed each other's hands. And when we then finally arrived home, we just hugged it out. That walk home was so relieving, and it really showed that even during cold weather you can warm me up.

And that night you put on stockings...