u n e d i t e d
Song: Getaway Car by Taylor Swift
C H A P T E R S I X :
History of airport Morse codes
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IN THAT moment, I fucking melt.
The candle extinguishes as soon as I blow air on it and then I crack open my eyes to look at him.
This whole situation was ludicrous.
"Happy birthday," he says.
"We're the same age now." I say as I puff out my chest in order to appear intimidating but then I realise I don't need to do that. I'm enough already.
"Yeah, we are," says Aiden as he ruffles my hair.
"You've got quite a memory." I mutter, fiddling with the cupcake in my hands.
He nods quietly.
"So all this," I gesture to the cute little decoration beside the men's restroom. "..was your doing in that forty- minute long bathroom break while I lay asleep on the cold floor?" I shudder.
He nods softly, looking down. "I'm so sor-"
"Thank you."
"So sorr-what?"
"You heard me the first time." I say a little strictly but smiling as I look down.
"Thank you, for doing all of this, for a person whom you barely know."
He gives me a dashing smile, the one with the dimple. The dimple! I remembered the word.
"Its been a pleasure to make you smile, stranger lady." He bows.
"But...why?"
He shrugs. "Just so we can level up."
I cock an eyebrow. "Strangers," he gestures between us, "To acquaintances."
"To an acquaintance who is acquainted with the other acquaintance enough to get a cupcake for her birthday? And knows just as much about her as her friends?" I grab my bag and fish out an oreo which we split in half.
He pauses, looking at his Oreo. "Precisely." He says before taking a bite.
I doubt he even heard what I said.
And then he raises an imaginary bonnet.
"Cheers. To acquaintances who are acquainted enough to share oreos." That is a lot he has spoken at once. Good growth.
"To acquaintances," I start as he looks at me questioningly. "And whatever you said after."
He nods sarcastically.
I scrunch up my nose which he then taps.
I knit my eyebrows at that and he taps the centre of my forehead.
"What in the-"
I hadn't realised that I had scrunched my nose again which he tapped.
And what happened next will forever be remembered in the history of airport morse codes. If that's even a thing.
Scrunch.
Tap.
Scrunch.
Tap.
Scrunch.
Tap.
Scrunch. Scrunch.
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