Living in the big city is what you've known for a long time. You weren't every guys' ideal type, but you had a pretty face. Not confident in yourself, you let reading and college take over your life. Being the hard working student that you are, you...
He looked so young and youthful. Now, he looked all grown up and so handsome.
Sitting in the living room I had met Stephen's two brothers and sister. His father had even came home from work.
I could see where Stephen got his looks from. His father, him, and his brothers all had identical features.
I had also found out that his mom and him were messing with me. They knew I wasn't going to understand cockney dialect. I was relief to know that they were only joking around.
"endry! Dinner is ready bring ____ with you." His mother yells from the kitchen.
Grabbing my hand he pulls me up from off of the couch. I follow behind him towards the dining room.
The table was set up with different types of plates and bowls of food. I couldn't wait to eat, my stomach felt as if it would eat itself at any minute.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
Stephen pulls out my chair for me, taking a seat I thank him. He sits in the chair next to me.
A few minutes later, the whole family was sitting at the table with us. We first said a prayer, and then digged in.
The food was very good, I was enjoying having dinner with Stephen's family. "So, 'endry. What happened with you and Grace?" His mom asks him.
Looking up from his food, Stephen almost chokes. Coughing he looks up at his mom. Looking across the table, I see one of his brothers smirking.
"Mum. It's not important. _____ is my girlfri-" He starts to say, but his brother cuts him off.
"Oh, 'endry. What number girlfriend is this now? 8th? 9th?" His brother smirks smugly.
Turning my head I face Stephen, his eyes were a dark shade of green and I could see his body tense up.
"Shut the hell up!" My eyes grow wide, and I flinch at his outburst.
"Stephen James Henry! Watch your mouth." His mom glares.
"But-" Stephen begins to say, but his father cuts him off this time.
"Listen to your mum." His father sternly says.
The room grows awkwardly silent. Everyone avoids eye-contact with one another, and continue eating. I didn't think things would go downhill this fast.
And why did his mother keep asking about this Grace woman? Was Stephen cheating on me? Was I just really another one of his ex-girlfriends? I was beginning to feel very uncomfortable, and I had just gotten here not too long ago.
After dinner, everyone goes to their rooms to get ready for bed. I sat in Stephen's room looking at the different metals, and pictures that hung around his room.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
اوووه! هذه الصورة لا تتبع إرشادات المحتوى الخاصة بنا. لمتابعة النشر، يرجى إزالتها أو تحميل صورة أخرى.
I knew he was great at playing football, and played midfield for the Marfin Laiki League team Nea Salamis Famagusta FC. He also played in the Coca-Cola Football League one for his youth career.
The guy was talent in every way possible. But I didn't understand why his family was acting so strange. Was it because of me? Did I cause a ruckus?
Breaking me from my thoughts, Stephen walks into the room closing the door behind him. He sits on the bed next to me. Looking down I let out a sigh, I turn my body facing him.
"Look, I don't know what's going on. But if this has something to do with me being here then tell me. I don't want to be a burden." I frown.
Grabbing both my hands, he intertwines our hands together. "Baby, it has nothing to do with you. My mom is just still a little on the fence about my career. She wanted me to continue football. And as for Grace she was just an old ex-girlfriend. I won't lie to you I've dated a few girls, but nobody has ever made me feel the way that you make me feel. I'm in love with you." He confesses.
My eyes become glossy, and I knew I was going to cry. Stephen was an amazing guy, and he was always brutally honest with me. I loved him for that.
Moving forward I kiss his lips, he responses kissing me back. The kiss was soft and gentle.
I could tell this kiss held meaning behind it. He had finally confessed to me that he was in love with me. And I wanted to let him know that I felt the same way too.
"I've been in love with you, since the first day I met you in person. And I fell back in love you, yesterday when you went through all that trouble to do that picnic when it wasn't necessary. But I do appreciate that you did it." I mumble breaking our kiss.
"You fell out of love with me?" He asks puzzled.
"Elijah, we have are ups and downs. But that doesn't mean I wasn't in love with you. I was just..hurt. I love you, Elijah so much it freaking hurts. I would have never stood with you this long if I wasn't head over heels for yo-" Cutting me off his lips smash back onto mine.
He pushes me back onto the bed without breaking our kiss. His body weighs on top of mine, and it just felt so right.
"I love you, mi amor." He whispers against my lips.
