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I knew he was tired from the trip so I told him to sit in the passenger seat.He slightly rubbed my cheek with his thumb and went to the other side of the car.After we put safety belts on I started the car.I put my right hand in his and we intertwined our fingers.He layed his head back,closing his eyes.At the same moment I turned my head to look at him.He is so wonderful.I smiled and turned my head back on the road ahead.He sighed:
"I am so tired.I can't wait to get home."

I smiled,nodding my head in understandment:
"I can bet you are exausted.After all you did just have a sixteen hour flight."
I finished my sentence with turning my head to him again.
"I bet you are not in a mood for anything but sleep."
He chuckled.

I couldn't believe how much I missed him.With every passing moment I was more and more aware that he was really back and it's not an ilusion.
"Well....maybe I am in a mood for something."
He said that in his sexy voice.I widened my eyes.I hope it's not what I am thinking it is.
"Uh.....what would that be?"
I said probably already knowing the answer.As he let go of my hand and put his on my thigh I knew I was right.
"I can not believe you are in a mood for that right after a long flight.How about some sleep?"
I said,trying to hide it.In the back of my head I wanted it too but I wished he would rest now.
"We will both sleep after."

I could almost feel the smirk on his lips.I took his hand in mine again,to try to get him out of it.But than he let go again and started to touch my face and bare shoulder.I bit my lower lip,trying to focus on driving.As he moved down my hand I couldn't help but close my eyes for a moment.Than I shook it of.
"Cristiano,stop.I mean it."
I leaned to my left so our hands were not touching any more.He sighed,but got back in his seat properly and I could move to my previous position.As we approached the house my eyes were focused on the gate.But something told me to look away and I noticed a familiar girl walking.

It was the girl I always compared myself to,the girl I used to envy,and felt my boyfriend will never love me as much as he loved her.It was Cristiano's ex Irina.The girl he spent five years with before we met.I sometimes felt a little guilty as if I was the reason they broke up.Which is just my crazy mind because I didn't even know him when they broke up.Cristiano would often cheer me up,but after just seeing her coming our way,all the excitement I had about Cristiano coming home was gone.I kept asking myself how can this woman have such an efect on me.Maybe because she was beautiful?Because they used to be in love?Because there might be a chance he would want to go back to her?I didn't want those kind of thoughts in my head.I pushed Cris a little with my elbow and gestured to her with my eyes.His face froze as he saw her.How would it not.People who were in love can never be strangers.Memories will exist always.He looked at me as if he was asking me about how I am feeling right now.I drove the car in the garden and parked in front of the house not even looking at Cris.When the engine was stopped I turned to him.
"She is your guest.Go ahead and talk to her.I'll be in the house."
I said as I opened the car door trying to get out.He grabbed my arm causing me to turn back to him.He looked in my eyes and I looked down.Even though I had a lump in my throat I said:
"I'm fine with it.After all I can't ask you to forget her.She was a big part od your life and you loved her.Relax."

As I finished my sentence I felt his grip was not so tight so I took out my arm and got out of the car.I turned to her,and nodded with a smile as our eyes met.She nodded and smiled in return,so I walked to the front door.I turned around just before I was about to open it to find them hugging.I guess that is the way they greet,you can't shake hands with an ex you loved a lot.Or is this my crazy mind speaking again? I got in the house and leaned my back on the door.I sighed and closed my eyes.I trust Cristiano,I have ever since the first day I met him,and it has never come back to hit me on the head so I know it won't happen now.I was a little curious to what they were talking about,I mean what girlfriend wouldn't be interested to know what was the conversation between her boyfriend and his ex.But I decided I wouldn't ask him about it when he comes in.I sat on the couch in the living room turning on the tv.

I caught myself looking at the clock on the wall from time to time.They were talking for a long time,so I wondered what was going on.I didn't want to but something was pulling me twoards the window.
"No!"
I said in my head.
"I am not going to spy on him.I love him,more than myself.I trust him and there is no need for me to spy on him.They are just talking,right?Right?!"
The force was still pulling me to the window so eventually I gave up and jumped from the couch.I moved away the curtanis just enough to see but not to be spotted.I saw them.........

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