YOU BELONG TO ME
"Kurt... I can't marry you. And I won't. I'm in a serious relationship with George. I'm... in love with him. I'm engaged with him. I will marry him."
"Are you serious?"
"...Yes."
"Can you say it to me and look at me at the same time?", he asked her.
"Would that make any difference, Kurt?", she asked him back.
"Yes. Then I could maybe believe you a little bit at least."
"No, Kurt. It won't. It won't make any difference. I'm with him. I'm in love with him. I'm going to marry him."
"When?"
"In two months. We talked about it earlier."
"Then I have about two months to show you that you belong to me instead of him", he said. He turned around and went away.
As he had said his last sentence she had looked up in suprise. Why wasn't he willing to give up? She had told him about her love for another man that she wanted to marry - and he still wanted to prove her that she was wrong? She knew he had deep feelings... but being still unwilling to give up?
xxxxx
Three weeks later - and Diane hadn't seen Kurt since he had been coming to her office.
"Hey hun", George greeted her as he walked into her appartment. He gave her a short kiss and then the walked into the dining room.
"We still have a few things to plan and overthink. Did you already make a decision about the flower bouquets? Alex and I ran a few errands. I got my smoking now. You'll love it! I brought the invitations to the post office today.", he told her smiling happyly.
"Yes... well... good...", Diane mumbled.
"Everything alright hun?"
"Hm? ... Oh yes! Everything's alright!", she assured him and gave him another kiss.
"Would you like to spend a nice day? We could drive to a lake and spend a nice day there - having a picnic, reading and working, just talking a bit - as we recently didn't have such a lot of time for each other..."
"You may be right about that. Maybe that would be a good idea", she agreed and kissed him again.
xxxxx
They spent an amazing day on a nearby lake. They were sitting underneith a big oak tree. Or more exactly: George was sitting there with his back to the oak. Diane was laying to his left, her head on his lap. George was reading a Dostojewsky novel. Diane had her sun glasses on and relaxed. From time to time he read special lines out loud to her. She loved it when he did this. He was so interessted in literature, loved poetry and prose. He was well-read and had such a lovely languistic talent.
"I enjoy this very much", Diane told him with a smile. He bent down and kissed her forehead.
"I do so, too", he told her.
Diane felt happy and relaxed and loved. Very loved. George was amazing. How could she even doubt in this relationship? This wonderful young man was crazy about her. They had such a lot of things in commen.
"George?"
"Hm?"
"I love you. Do you know?"
"Of course I do. We wouldn't marry if you didn't", he concluded.
"Yes. Of course", she said feeling very guilty. There still were those feelings for Kurt. She had cheated on George - with Kurt. And Kurt had told her that he would still fight for her untill her wedding.
"I love you too", George told her and interrupted her thought.
"...I love you very much!", he added.
"We really belong together, don'T we?", she asked him.
"Yes. We do. We belong together. At all: You belong to me."