Love
It's meaning differ to people.
It's a mixture of feelings and emotions.
I never doubted it's strength. I believe love is the strongest thing on the planet.
Love will always be like a river flowing without a demand.
I take a seat on the counter and observe Art prepare the ramen.
He rolls his sleeves up and Brings 1/2 cups of water to a boil in a small saucepan. He opens the noodle packet and adds it in the pan , then he leaves it to cook for 2 minutes.
He adds the flavor packet, while stirring , and continues to cook.
He looked so focused in the process , like he was a professional chef.
"I like it's smell , its nice " I praise him because it looks delicious.
"It's nothing compared to what happens after " he cheekily says not looking at me.
"Hand me the plates, I want to help" I blush and walk to the cupboard.
He walks by my side to help " on second thought no don't help me thanks " I say clearing my voice.
He chuckles while walking back in front of the oven and focuses back on his cooking.
He cautiously transfer everything to a serving bowl, adding cheese , butter and sesame seeds, then he mixes everything all.
We sit on the couch in the living room , enjoying the ramen infront of the Tv.
"What's really good about ramen it doesn't take time to make and it still fills you up " I say.
"It has been a part of my life since .. forever ." He smiles.
What? How many girls did he eat ramen with.
Does that mean that this isn't his first time to eat ramen with a girl ?
I pause and ask him generally " were there other girls you ate ramen with?"
"Yes "
"What ! you had romantic nights with other girls?" I say in anger .
"yeah?" He says amused.
"ARTHUR! You told me that I was your first " I exclaim.
"Yes you are , the first person I liked " he honestly says putting the bowl on the table.
"Oh .. " I say embarrassed, of course he hooked up with some girls, I mean look at him.
"So you tend to bring girls here often too?" I ask curiously.
" you're the first girl I bring here " he smiles at my expression enjoying it.
"Okay" I say in content.
He shifts his seat closer by my side.
"Are you jealous bella?"
"N-no it's not like I haven't had experiences before " I stutter.
"Okay show them to me " he says leaning in.
I close my eyes and when he holds my face I let go .
What? What did I let go of?
"Oh my god that's hot !" I scream looking at the spilled ramen that was now on my dress .
I stand up trying to wipe it off with some tissues.
"Bella ! it's no use come upstairs I'll give you a wet towel or something to help " he says worriedly.
We go upstairs to his room and I wait by his dresser for him.
He gets outside of the bathroom and approaches me with a towel .
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Someday
RomanceArt is , colors , war , literature , and music . For Art William he likes to know a piece of everything but people never get to have a piece of him. As For Bella she liked being ordinary, she liked routine and she always has a plan ready. When Bell...
