Inquisitive and thoughtful,
She was the challenge he'd been waiting for;
A reminder that creativity runs deep like secrets,
Dark eyed dreamers; they were a dangerous pair.
Alex looked up at Elizabeth and met her eyes. He could see the sadness behind them, as it was their last day together before Alex left. The docters had said to keep the visits to her Dad to a minumium, so it was her sisters turn to visit him today. She felt like she was just on the edge of the mountain, waiting to fall. They headed downstairs and into the kitchen, holding hands almost without thinking. These mundane activities like making breakfast and getting dressed, for once felt like the beginning of an awesome day, rather than waking-up-boring-routines. Staring at him across the table, she realised how unbelievably handsome he was, with and without clothes. She began to blush, an annoying tendancy of hers.
"What are you getting red about, my love?" Alex questioned softly. She just giggled, finishing the last of her cereal.
"So, I was thinking we could go somewhere today.." Alex told her.
"Where were you thinking?" Elizabeth asked, taking their bowls and spoons to the sink and washing them slowly. She felt his arms wrap around her waist and his lips brushed her neck. Don't blush Lizz, don't start blushing again, she told herself.
"How about the Rosemary Hill?" Alex asked. She knew the place. It was where every couple went at one point and was popular with the neighbourhood families.
"Yeah, okay." She smiled and reached up to kiss him, twisting her fingers into his hair. As their kiss deepened, she forgot about the time, place and mostly everything around her.
"Or we could just stay here?" Alex muttered, lips still pressed to hers.
"No Alex." She laughed and broke away. They both grabbed their guitar cases and headed on the short walk to Rosemary Hill. Neither said anything, but the silence wasn't awkward, just peaceful. As they neared the bottom of the hill, Alex picked her up without warning and slung her onto his back. Elizabeth squealed, wrapping her arms around his neck. He kissed the palm of her hand gently before starting the walk up the steep hill.
"Don't you dare drop me." Elizabeth warned.
"I wouldn't dream of it baby." Alex reassured, before fake-tipping her over the side.
"ALEX!" Elizabeth smiled, trying to act stern but failing. "I'm gonna kick your tushy."
"I'm so scared." Alex mocked and she slapped him lightly over the head.
By the time they reached the top, through all his bravodo, Alex was clearly exhausted, panting like a dog. Elizabeth tugged him over to the edge of the hill and they sank to the ground. The sky arched above us, the miserable England grey weather.
"We haven't really picked the best day to come." Elizabeth muttered.
"Any day with you is beautiful." Alex smiled and they both pulled their guitars from their cases. Alex began to strum the melody to Dear Maria, Count Me In, murmuring the lyrics to himself. Elizabeth melted at his amazing voice, feeling just an un-important fan again, listening to her favourite band member. But then he turned round and dazzled her with his smile and she felt loved again. They brought ice creams from the van, even on a horrible day like this and sat on the edge, feet hanging over the side. Just as Elizabeth was beginning to feel super content, Alex reached and pushed the whole icecream into her nose. She coughed and spluttered, the freezing ice dripping from her nose.
"You bas**rd!" She shouted.