Snippets of Our Love (Chapter 4)

CHAPTER - 4

 

I got off the train and my eyes look for his face. He calls me.

“Hello?”

“Violet?”

“James, is it you?”

“Duh, obviously.”

“Oh hi”

“Where are you?”

“Oh, I am at this gate, hold on lemme see which one.”

“Okay”

“Yeah it’s gate number 4”

“Oh okay, wait right there. I’ll come get you.”

“Alright.”

I waited for not more than 5 minutes, when I spotted him. A tough exterior to look at. He, doesn’t look like his pictures, but even better. He is pretty and that walk, oh dear. If only this man was wholly mine. No questions asked. 

The moment he looked at me, i noticed how his eyes hovered over my head and my face, and then in an instant his lips, the luscious one kind, drew in a beautiful smile. At that moment, the moment our eyes met, i knew i not just wanted him, but needed him, more than I’d ever need this oxygen to breathe in. Oh and his eyes, not the kind to die in though, but definitely the kind to picture you naked even when you’re fully clothed. Yes, exactly those kind. 

He comes close to me and greets me with a hello, and I just stand there wondering how I can love every single bit of this man’s existence. His eyes and his smile were sufficient for me that now his voice has been added to the list of things I love about James. 

Now all i see is this gorgeous man walking beside me, talking about how excited he was to see me. And how he knows this really amazing cafe that he is taking me to. I cant help but wonder his behaviour once we’re together, I know I shouldn’t but I cant help. He is so dreamy i just cant help it, but dream about the time when he’ll end up mine. 

He’s been chattering non stop and i’ve been walking beside him to his car looking at my foot and thinking what all things will i talk to him about.

“So that is how you beat the butter.” He says

“Right. You’re extremely right she shouldn’t have done that.” I said 

He stopped walking.

“You’re not listening, are you?” he says mocking me

“Oh no, I am” i laugh

“Are you sure because i clearly wasn’t telling a story about a woman who did me wrong.”

“Oh, well i wasn’t listening.” I said.

He wraps his arm around my shoulder and says 

“Violet, the only wrong anyone is doing to me is you.”

“What why, what did i do wrong?”

“You’re not listening to me babe.”

I flushed.

“Ohkay try me one more time, I’ll listen.”

“Nah, I’ll just pretend to be angry at you and give you a chance to make it up to me.”

“Why would I do that?” I say laughing 

“Because I like it when you give me attention, now shush, I am mad at you.”

Was he flirting with me? I think i can get used to this. I think i can get used to James.

When we reached to his car, he held the door open for me and that even though that is enough to sweep me off my feet, i won’t give in easy, I am not easy after all, and this level in his life is difficult to the extreme. I wanna test his limits; know how far I can stretch things before giving my all. That’s being safe, right? Or am I being guarded, whatever the answer to this question is, i’ll leave it for my future self to figure it out. I sat inside his car, a Tesla, he put on some music and as it turned out our playlists had so many similar music in it. He asks me personal questions like how many guys i have dated, what is my body count, too personal i’d say. But it’s only fair, since first dates are all about getting to know one another. Maybe this is that. So i answered all his questions honestly and asked him about the number of girlfriends he has had.

“One.” He said

“Are you serious?”

“yep.”

“Damn, how long ago was it?”

“Around 4-5 years ago.”

“Oh, that is a long ass time to be single.” I said

“sounds right about it.”

“Why did you never dated anybody else other than that one person? Didn’t had any option?”

He laughs and says, “Oh no, had millions of those options, just didn’t find the right person to fill the job description.”

“did you love her?” I asked

The car grew silent and i was thinking how to come back from it when he spoke.

“yes.”

Which makes me wonder what made him to end things with her.

“why did you broke up with her then?”

“I stopped loving her.”

Okay, list of things i don’t love about james. This. He stopped loving her? What if we get together someday will he stop loving me too? How can someone stop loving someone? Isn’t love all about eternity and bullshit, have i been loving incorrectly?

All these questions consume me when he starts to look concerned. I don’t  really know how to react to his reaction. He looks at me then at the road, its a constant struggle. A constant concern in his eyes for me. I look at the road with the most horrified look on my face. 

“hey, I didn’t mean to strike a nerve or something there. I’m just being honest.” He said.

“Oh no, nothing like that. Just feeling a little car sick.” I lied.

The entire way to the cafe, we both kept quite. Listening to ‘circles’ by “Post Malone”.

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© Arya Ruth