Here is the second part of my fic. I forgot to say, last time, that I don't own anything (characters, base story...) except the plot. Once again, if you want to correct my story let me know! PLease review, it would help me a lot :)
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Have a good time reading!
The day after, Poppy woke up in the couch of Becky's apartment, her eyes feeling unusually heavy, as if she had cried the whole night. Her phone showed two missed calls, all from Freddy. She suddenly remembered the whole story, and started feeling really lost and confused. Becky entered the living room and saw her best friend awake.
"How are you darling? Did you get to rest a little?"
"Yes, thank you Becky. Thank you for everything."
"You're so welcome" Becky sat on the carpet, facing Poppy. "You did great yesterday. I am proud of you. You finally let him know your real thoughts and I know it was hard but he needed that. Don't worry to much about him, if he truly loves you he will do what he has to do."
"But what if I lose him?" asked Poppy.
"Then you'll no longer lose your time with him. He hurt you Poppy! He needed to know that and if he can't handle it, then he's not worth your love and your time".
"... I guess you're right..."
At the end of the day, Freddy went out of work and headed straight to Becky's apartment. But before he reached the building, he ran into a pub nearby. He remembered how scared she looked when he tried to put his hand on her shoulder. It broke his heart but it was his fault. He entered the pub and asked for a scotch. Then, he sat down alone at a tiny table in the corner of the room and took a blank sheet of paper and a pen out of his briefcase. He decided that considering her reaction, writing her a letter would be more appropriate. After about three hours of trying to write, he dropped the idea. He couldn't express his feelings the way he wanted. It didn't sound spontaneous enough for him. He then decided to take the risk and talk to her in person.
Becky opened the door of her apartment and immediately asked "What do you want Freddy?"
"Is Poppy here?"
She shook her head in the affirmative, trying to hide her anger towards the young man.
"Can I please talk to her?"
"I'll ask her." She then disappeared in another room. Freddy didn't dare stepping in. He checked his phone, just because he was nervous and looked back up to see Poppy, walking slowly toward him. Becky left them alone to go cook diner. Poppy looked tired, her hair wasn't done, she didn't have any makeup on, she wore her pajamas and an extra-large sweatshirt she had since high school. Freddy only wanted to give her a hug and forget about all that. But it wasn't that easy.
"I want to apologize to you Poppy. Properly, I mean. I thought about what you said and what I've done and you're totally right. I was being selfish. I took our relationship for granted. But I figured out I will always have to do my best to make it work. And the most important thing is that I really, really want to make it work. I promise all this crap won't happen again. I'll be respectful to you and I'll support you in everything you'll go through. I don't want our relationship to be broken apart because of my mistakes. I tell you, I'll change and never hurt you again, because... I love you. So much..." She had started crying. "But if you don't want to come back, I'll understand. You have the choice. You'll always have."
He waited a second, looking down at his feet. He started thinking of his life without Poppy, without the girl he loved. It would be... a disaster. But he saw her approaching slowly. A tear fell down his cheek, followed by another, and another. She lifted her hand to wipe them with her thumb. He put his hand over hers, enjoying the feeling of touching his girl again. He kissed her palm and gently pulled her into a hug. The fruity smell of her hair invaded his nose, making him think of how much I had missed cherishing her. She leaned her head on his chest and they both felt one another's heartbeat. "I love you, and I missed you" she muttered. He tightened his grip and kissed her forehead. "I love you too Poppy. You're the best thing that happened to me". He then lowered his head and kissed her lips like he never did before. It was full of love and passionate, as if he hadn't seen her for a long time.
The following day, Poppy woke up in her bed, next to her boyfriend. When she realized it, a smile formed on her face. She looked at him and hoped he would keep his promise. As if he had heard her, he opened his eyes, smiled at her and took her hand in his. Then, he went back to sleep and Poppy thought of how lucky she was to have him. He made mistakes, she suffered but she felt that now, their bond was even tighter. Because they both knew that love was about the good sides of the person, but most importantly, about the bad ones. And they had to support each other to make it work.
She took a shower and then decided to call Becky.
"Poppy? Is everything okay?"
"Yes, yes, I'm totally fine. I just wanted to thank you again. For being there for me and helping me. That means a lot."
"Anytime darling! You know I'd always be there for yo. And if you need me to punch Freddy in the face, just let me know, haha"
"Well, I think now I have the situation in hands. I have the feeling that he's gonna change. He's smart you know..."
"No need to defend him, I was just kidding. I know you love him too much to ask me this."
"Haha yes, for sure! Ok Becky, I'll talk to you later. Thank you again."
"No problem, bye darling!"
"Bye"
Poppy hung up and thought of how Becky was such a good friend. She was kind of angry to Freddy since everything happened but it was understandable.
The brunette went to the kitchen and started to cook lasagna for lunch because it was already 11 p.m. and they had missed breakfast. About thirty minutes later, Freddy went into the kitchen, still looking a little sleepy, only wearing his pajama bottoms. He smiled at his girlfriend who was resting her back on the counter and said
"Hi Babe. Smells good, what did you cook?" he came closer to her so that he could put his hands on her hips.
"Just lasagna, for lunch." she smiled back and leaned her hands on his torso. She reached his lips and left a little kiss on them. After she backed her head, he hugged her tightly for a few seconds, enjoying life and her.
"I was so scared to lose you..." he admitted in a low voice.
"Me too... But it will be perfect this time. I feel like we want the same thing now, we'll work it out."
"Thank you for forgiving me. You're the most beautiful person in the world Poppy, outside and definitely inside." He kissed her and she kissed back. He had missed her love, he felt it again now. When she touched him, he couldn't think of anything else but her. At this moment, he wanted her but he wanted to make sure she felt the same way. As if she had heard him, she tightened her grip to his body. Freddy moved his hand underneath her tank top, kissed her forehead and took her shirt off. He grabbed her neck, put his lips back on hers and they started playing with their tongues. As he stroked her back and her hips, he realized that she had lost weight and started feeling bad. He wanted to show her how much he loved her now. That was going to be the best time ever. He could hear their breathes going faster. He could feel their bodies getting hotter. His senses were totally awake. "I...want you...Poppy" he managed to say between their kisses. She took his hand and led him to their bedroom. She quickly took her pants off, and made him lay down on the bed. She kissed his lips, his chin, his neck, his chest, his belly and then pulled his pants and underpants off. Freddy was ready but he knew she wasn't so he held himself back and started undoing her bra. With his finger, he followed an imaginary line on her tummy down to her underpants and gently removed them. She kissed his lips and he started touching her back. His hands went down to the limit of her bottom and her thighs that he slowly stroked. He stopped kissing her lips and moved his to her chest and then down to her breasts. He licked her nipples that harden at this contact as well as his dick that touched her tummy. When she looked at him and smiled, he knew she was ready. He turned over to be on top of her, kissed her neck then her lips as lovingly as he could and started to penetrate her. He was sweating and breathing hard so did she. He could feel a connection between them, and he was enjoying more than he ever did. He started moving back and forth into her, faster and faster. He tried to be careful of her expression but it was hard to think of something else than the pleasure he was having. Feeling her body against his, touching her with all the love he could show, making her have a perfect and unique time with him was the most wonderful feeling he had ever experienced.
