Sorry for the short chapter, I promise the next one will be longer!
I remember that day clearly, like a photograph burnt into my mind. I was standing on one of Sunnyshore's many raised walkways, at about half an hour before sunset. My stomach was practically eating itself from nerves. Then, on the distance, I could see it. Just over the roof of our great city's entry gate, I could see a 20 year old man, with bright red hair and a mining hat. I bit my lip.
Five minutes later, Roark was walking up the stairs towards me. Neither of us said anything. he came to a halt about a foot away from me. My eyes widened. What did I do wrong? Then he gave me a kiss. I relaxed.
"Why are you always so nervous?" He said. My stomach jumped at the sound of his voice.
"What do you mean?" I responded, trying to act casual.
"Whenever I show up, you look panicked, then after a while you finally aren't afraid of me. Why? You know I'll always love you."
"I can't help it. I'm just far more awkward then you."
"Do you want to go inside?"
"Why not."
So there it was, the two of us, heading towards my flat, on the top of the gym. Trying to act somewhat alpha, I grabbed at his hand. He giggled a little bit. All I could do is blush.
Once inside, I took my jacket off. He hung that adorable miner's hat on my coat rack, then lay on the couch, in a slightly sexual way.
"It's not going to work, Roark." I said, ignoring his advance.
"What are you talking about?" He asked, sweetly.
"Oh, get the fuck out." I countered, giggling.
I sat next to him, and he wrapped his arms around me. I closed my eyes, as we lay there. Several minutes passed, before I heard a knock at the door. I moaned.
"I'll get it." My wonderfully adorable boyfriend volunteered.
What happened next changed my life forever.