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Chapter 12: Talking Without Words |
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After hearing Adrian’s voicemail over and over again trying to get a clue on how he was feeling I decided to give up and just return his call. He was right about one thing, we did need to talk. I ended up dialing his number a couple of times and quickly hanging up before it could ring. I couldn’t think of what to say if he did answer, would I even be able to say anything once I heard his voice? I fell back on my pillow and sighed.
As I closed my eyes, visions of our first kiss replayed in my mind. It was perfect how our lips seemed to know what our hearts willingly wanted. As I think back about the past couple of weeks I soon realize that my feelings for Adrian have changed. My feelings of care for him had been blossoming into…love.
Knock…Knock. I sat up and wondered who could be at the door. It could be Adrian, I thought as I rushed at my door, but it could be Drake. Maybe he found out where I have been staying, I questioned. I decide it best to look through the peep hole on my door. As I look out and see who it was, I quickly look away and place my back to the door. It is Adrian. The voicemail message soon pops into my head again, about him wanting to talk. Should I let him in, but what if its bad news and he regrets getting close to me. I don’t think I could bear loosing him right now. He has been such an important person in my life lately. As I try to talk myself into answering the door, he knocks again. I step away from the door and with a deep breath open it unable to meet his eyes with my own.
“Did you get my message I left you?” he asked nervously.
“Uh, ya I did this morning. I just haven’t gotten the chance to return it,” I lied.
“Um, do you mind if I come in?” he asked. I agreed reluctantly still not able to look him in the face.
He walked into my hotel room and nervously looked around for a place to sit, eventually deciding the bed to be the best and only choice. I gathered my wits and took a seat next to him leaving enough space in order for us both to feel somewhat comfortable. That’s when he turned towards me.
“I. I’m sorry,” he started. “What happened between us back at Drake’s apartment, it was my fault. You were in a fragile state and I took advantage of the situation in my own state of weakness. I hope you can forgive me and that we can remain friends. I was so afraid that me kissing you would ruin what we have together and I don’t want to lose y...” he paused, “our friendship,” he finally finished.
I almost couldn’t believe what he was saying. He was sorry for taking advantage of me and he didn’t want to ruin our friendship over it? I started to laugh at the humor of it all, about how I was thinking almost the same thing before he even arrived. I started to laugh harder unable to control myself.
Adrian just looked at me with a confused expression that almost made me chuckle more.
“I. I’m sorry,” I said through laughter, trying to make it stop.
“Well I’m glad my apology was so hysterical that it threw you into a laughing fit,” he said in an almost snappish, sarcastic tone; apparently not thinking the situation was a laughing matter.
I started to calm myself to the point of not laughing. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have laughed like that. You see. The thing is I was feeling the same way before you showed up. I hoped that the kiss between us didn’t weird you out and that you didn’t want to end our friendship because of it. Also I thought the whole incident with Drake may have made you think otherwise as well.” I said while looking down at my hands resting on the bed.
Adrian soon took one in his hand. “I would never have left you over your past. I’m not the type of person that leaves when times get rough.” He realizes that he was holding my hand and soon let’s go of it in an apologetic manner.
“Adrian, now that we both realize that neither of us is either feeling taken advantage of or freaked out over the matter. I,” I pause, “I wanted to tell you something. It’s something that has been weighing on my mind for awhile now, but I hadn’t been able to name it.” I remain looking at my hands that where now playing with each other on my lap.
I hesitated before going further until his soothing words floated to my attentive ears.
“It’s ok Gwen. You can tell me anything and I won’t condemn you for it. I have been here always for you and will remain so, even if you think your words could change that.”
I glance up to look at his gentle smile and I automatically lock into his eyes. I could feel my face become hot and I knew it produced a red tint to my cheeks. Though I was nervous and could feel the butterflies in my stomach while my skin tingled all over I proceeded on. It had to be true. I’ve never felt like this ever.
“Adrian, I…” I suddenly gasp as I could feel his lips lock onto mine. His kisses were so gentle yet held so much passion with every touch. I found my hands instantly wrap around his body as if they had their own mind. Basic instinct. His arms took me into him as if trying to get closer to my heart, which in my mind was impossible since he was already there. In moments his lips slowly left mine as we parted for breath. We both looked at each other as if on cue.
“How? How did you know?” I asked now confused at the situation at hand.
“Your eyes told me everything that your mind couldn’t put into words.” He laughed slightly. “Your eyes are great messengers for your heart.”
I couldn’t help but smile as my blush soon found its way back to my cheeks.
“And your skin,” he lightly stroked my cheek with his fingers, “your skin also gives everything away. Every ounce of you tells me how you feel. I decided that my lips could be the one to return the message. I care so much for you, more than I truly thought possible. It hit me so fast and sudden and made me want to change myself in ways I thought were impossible for me. When I saw you that night of your engagement party my heart ached and when I heard it was you that the party was for, it ached more. I knew I should have stopped these feelings from happening and I tried to hide them for so long until that moment. The moment that you let me in, where you took down all barriers to that gentle and loving person inside you. It was then that I let myself free and took a part of the gentle girl for myself, with a kiss.”
With every word I could feel my heart flutter and beat rapidly. I almost couldn’t believe this was happening. That he felt as I did. After listening to his confession I couldn’t take anymore words.
I placed one finger against his lips stopping him from going any further before I fall into an abyss. “You talk to much” I smiled and then brought his lips to mine and kissed him revealing that inner person to him once more.
After what seemed a lifetime yet hardly long enough, our lips parted once more.
“Adrian?” I looked into his eyes. “Where do we go from here?”
He laughingly replied with “How about a date?”
 eimichan · Sat Dec 16, 2006 @ 01:39am · 2 Comments |
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