Me & You (c) 2014+
7. Small Talks
A week had gone by since their "mutual agreement". That's what Ali likes to call it, anyway.
Much didn't happen, apart from their small talks.
* * *
"And that's Mr. Wilson," Jared watched Ali point, talk and laugh about their neighbours and the people of Corx. She told him he had to know otherwise they'd begin to get suspicious. That was the last thing the couple needed: more eyes surveilling their every move.
It was one of the reasons why they hadn't started to solve the mystery that is Corx. Until they devised a plan to keep them both safe - in Jared's eyes, mainly Ali - they couldn't do anything. It was dangerous. They had no idea what they were going up against. For any sane mind this was a suicide mission. Jared had come to terms with that thought and even made a silent vow: he'd do anything to protect Ali.
"That dog's a hero, i swear to it."
* * *
The two walked in, hand in hand, full blown smiles on their faces while leaving the bell to tinker in their wake. The warm, loving aura, which rolled off of them in waves, attracted the attention of the customers at Ronda's Pub. They smiled at the couple, some even waving, when they realised that everything was okay.
To them, Jared and Ali were legends.
How many young people could say they loved and mean it? Jared and Ali could.
They loved and still do love even if it is buried too deep to reach.
"Hey Jared and Aliana!" The red head squealed, placing a chaste kiss on Ali's kiss, "I'm guessing you want the Jariana?"
Ali nodded and Ronda was off skipping to the kitchen.
"The Jariana?" Jared raised an eyebrow in amusement
"For us: Jared and Ali," she replied to his silent question.
* * *
"You didn't have to do that you know," she mumbled dabbing the cotton wool, which was soaked in ointement, on his bruises.
"He was practically eye raping you!" he exclaimed
"so?"
"You're mine, you hear that," he brought her closer to him, so she was standing in-between his legs, "mine."
Jared pressed a swift kiss on the nape of Ali's neck.
* * *
"So you remember?" Her voice was quiet yet loud enough to break the silence. She fiddled with the seams of the duvet, subconsciously cuddling it closer. Jared couldn't help but stare at her in awe - even if she tried to hide from him. The way her honey locks sprawled across the cream sheets, and the soft glow of the lamp radiated her face, made his heart beat faster.
She was seriously something.
"Yeah, i remember a bit," he told her slightly breathless.
"A bit. That's good"
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Me & You
RomanceA story that follows an amnesiac boyfriend, who, with the help of his supposed girlfriend, tries to remember before 'it' happened. [ contains a mixture of small talks, SMS/phone conversations and other little moments alongside the actual story ] - M...
