I dont even knock at the door, I simply just run in, drop all my bags and starts searching the apartment for Garry.
I find him in the living room, half lying in a sofa, I throw myself over him, hugging him hard.
"What's this all of a sudden?" He asks when I let go of him.
"Can't I just throw myself at you anytime just to get a random, cuddly hug?" I answer innocently.
"Well, I don't really mind, I actually think it's kind of cute, that you love hugging me" He says, blushing. I made him blush? That's so cute!
"Wait here! I got a surprise for you!" I say, running back into the hall, getting the paper bag with macarons.
He squints suspiciously at me, looking from my face to the paper bag and back.
"What do you got in there?" He says curiously, trying to get a peek inside.
"No looking!" I say while trying to put the bag out of sight for him, grinning.
"Just close your eyes and open your mouth, I swear you'l love it! Just trust me!"
He winces but closes his eyes anyway and I feel all warm inside because he trusts me.
I reach into the bag, picking up a a purple coloured blueberry macaron and slowly put's it half way into his mouth.
"Now bite" I says, giving him instructions.
He don't hesitate a second, just bite and taste it.
"Mhm! This is so good Ib, blueberry?" He opens his eyes and smiles with all of his face.
Then, fast as the wind, he steals the bag from me and looks inside.
"Oh Ib! This must have cost a fortune! You didn't have to do this all for me!" He exclaims.
"Yes I did, because you deserv them!" I say, winking at his astonished face.
"Bu-But why?" He asks me, trying to understand.
"Why not?" I chuckle at him and smile.
I put the macaron bag at a table nearby and lay my head above Garry's heart, resting a little.
He don't mind, I can feel him breathing rhythmically. My hand finds his and I hold him tight.
"We will never leave each other, right?" I say, afraid of the answer though I know for sure what he will say.
"Never Ib, Il never ever leave your side, you can alway count on me, you know that" He puts his hands around my neck and puts his head in my hair, smeling at my scent of cocunuts and vanila.
I love you Garry, how can you not see it? Isn't it obvious? Havn't I given you enough signs by now? Inside im crying and at the same time I smiling, I can alway count on him, but I can only count on him as a friend.
I hear a sound in the hall, it sounds amost like someone destroying a paper, tearing it into a hundred pieces. Then I hear light footsteps, they stop, hesitating just around the corner of the doorway where we can't see whoever it is.
Our eyes are staring there, waiting for someone to show themself.
The person walks into the room, stay just inside the doorway, looking all to familiar.
"Ib? Garry?" Mary says uncertainly, half scared, half hopefull.
Mary!