Love

Chapter 61:

As I opened the door, my phone rang. I looked at the caller I.D. Xander

I let it ring 5 times before answering it in a wobbly voice.

"Hello?" I said.

"Millie! Please just hear me out." Xander's voice asked.

"What do you want?" I asked, my voice cracking.

"You know why I broke up with you. It's because I'm not going to see you anymore and I just-"

"Please don't talk to me again!" I cut him off. I was about to hang up when I heard him yell over the phone. I put the phone back to my ear.

"Hurry up!" I said.

"Remember our second date? You had a cashmere scarf with you and you left it at my place, and guess what? I still have it. I'm holding it to my heart right now. It was wrong for me to break up with you. I keep telling myself not to love you, but it's impossible. I still love and I always will." He finished. I listened in silence, still standing in the doorway with the front door wide open, my back to street. I hesitated before speaking.

"Then why did you have to go?" I asked quietly, fighting back the tears, my voice wobbling and my bottom lip quivering.

"I... may have..." I felt a presence behind me. I turned around and faced a tall figure. "Missed my plane." The figure said, pulling his phone away for his ear and back into his pocket. He was holding something. He handed it to me. My scarf. I clasped my hand over my mouth and let the tears fall. He held his arms open. I dropped my phone and fell into his arms. I cried into his chest. He rubbed my back.

"I still love you too." I whispered. "Stay. You can live with me. Happily ever after."

"I can't I promised I'd leave in another week." He explained.

"Why can't you stay forever?" I asked. "Are we still together?" He stayed silent. He sighed before answering.

"I think it's best for both of us if we just stay as friends." I let out a silent sob. Those were the exact words I feared.

"Okay." I lied. We walked inside, his arm around my waist. We started watching a movie, but soon fell asleep with our arms around each other. I woke up at 4am to go to the toilet. I came back and snuggled in with Xander. I kissed his cheek.

"Love you Xander." I whispered.

I woke up at 10:30 to a snoring, drooling Xander who was smothering me. I pushed him off me and he fell onto the ground. His eyes sprang open and he glared at me.

"What was that for?!" He asked. I stifled a giggle.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"You know exactly what I mean!"

"No I don't." I lied, chuckling.

"Oh yes you do." He laughed, pulling me down on top of him. I tried to get up but he pulled my ankle and I feel down on top of him again.

"You jerk!"

"Thank you."

"That wasn't a compliment!"

"Well, I'll take it as one." He teased. I stood up again and this time I actually got away. I ran upstairs.

"I"M GONNA GETCHA!!" I heard him yell. I gave a high pitch squeal and ran into my room, slamming the door shut behind me. I jumped up onto my bed and grabbed a pillow, ready to hit Xander when he came to get me. I held my breath as I heard his footsteps getting closer and closer. Suddenly the door burst open and Xander came bounding towards me. I squealed again, closed my eyes tightly and started swing the pillow randomly. Feeling that the pillow hadn't hit anything, I opened my eyes to see no one in front of me. I let my guard down and looked around, little did I know that Xander was crouching beside me. He saw that my guard was down and grabbed my feet, pulling them towards him. I feel onto the bed in a heap. He jumped on top of me and started tickling me.

"Xander!!!!" I giggled. "Stop!!!"

"Hahahahahaaaaa!!!" He cackled evily. "I will never stop!!" And with that he kept tickling.

"NOOOOO!!!! Xander!!!!" I laughed, uncontrollably.