Chapter Nine
I walked to his room and knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" I heard him yell.
"Jennifer Lopez!" I laughed.
He opened the door and dragged me in.
"Hey Jennifer!"he smiled "What happened to you? You
change allot?? You look like a very gorgeous girl I
met!"
I laughed: "Idiot"
He gave me a kiss: "I missed you"
I looked him in the eye and said we had to talk.
"I know" he said. We sat down on his bed.
"You know" I started "I've never had this feeling with
anyone. Not that fast. Everytime I see you I start to
smile. I felt strange 'cause I found myself stupid."
"Stupid? For what?" He asked.
"Well, I never really kiss someone I don't know. You
made me feel like I've known you my whole life. And
that feeling made me feel stupid. Like I'm playing in
one of those romantic movies. And then with the age
thing. I really like you and want to try. If someone
tells the journalists you are dead. You can end up in
prison and that's something I don't want.
I looked at him and he said I was right.
"I really like you too. I've never felt like this
before too. I wanne try but only if you want to too!
We don't have to tell that we are dating, that can
wait till we are sure this will work out!"
I smiled and touched his face.
"I think I'm falling in love" I said.
"Me too" he said and kissed me.
Suddenly he stopped and asked:
"did you see me smiling?"
"Yeah" I laughed "Lisa was watching too and I couldn't
stop laughing. I almost got caught. Mary already
knows."
"She knows? How?"he aksed.
"Well she found out after you said you'd never been
better and looked at me yesterday. I wouldn't think
bout anything like that but she did. She always finds
out what you've been upto."
He gave me a cute smile and started tickling me.
"AAAAhhhh" I screamed "STOP IT!"
He laughed but didn't stop. I managed to get out of
his grip and jumped on his back. We kept on fighting
'til we were interrupted by the phone.
Christian picked up: "Hello"
"oh,hi mom,no I wasn't doing anything."
"yeah, I'm fine. Everything ok at home?"
I tried to get up on the bed but he kept pushing me
off.
"Ok, mom, I'll see you next week."he said and hung up.
I finally got on the bed.
"That was quick" I said "If that was my mom she'd be
lecturing me and asking me questions for over an
hour."
He laughed: "That's cause you are naughty"
"yeah right" I laughed "Look who's talking"
"Oh, that hurts" He said touching his chest.
"You said it first I should be the one in pain!"
"Oh, come here" he said and took me in his arms.
We were laying on his bed in silence.
"you are really someone special" He said.
"you too" I said and looked in his eyes.
"We aren't going to have an easy relationship. I hope
you know that. Lots of things are gonna be said and
written that may hurt you. I don't want you to get
hurt."he said.
"Don't worry. Whatever will be written I don't mind. I
know the truth and thats the only thing that matters"
"and whats the truth?" He smiled.
"that you're mine and here with me now. Oh god I
sounded like Dido. Here with me!!" I said.
He laughed and gave me a kiss.
"when do you start working again?" I asked.
"Next week. On Monday." he said.
I felt bad cause I didn't know what was gonna happen
if he was away.
"don't be sad" he said "I can see in your eyes that
you are worried."
"Yeah I am. I don't know why but I'm scared."
"Don't be. Whenever I can I'll call you and see you"
he said while he played with my hair.
I smiled. I felt so happy being with im.
"When does school start?" He asked.
"Another 2 weeks. on the 3th of september. Why?"
"Maybe you could come with us!" he smiled.
"And how are we supposed to do that? Nobody knows!" I
said.
"I can tell our manager you are my cousin!"he said.
"Yeah and my mom is gonna let me go for that reason."
"well maybe I can tell Diane. She won't tell anyone.
we can make up a contest and you and Mary and Lisa
won. Will she let you go?" he asked.
"Maybe we can always try!" i smiled.
"Lets go downstairs to see what the others are up to"
I said.
"Ok, but wait" he said holding me on the bed.
He pulled me closer and we started kissing.
I was really gonna miss him I could feel it. But now
he was still here.
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