p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"The next morning, I wake up because of Lana's alarm. She turns it off as soon as possible, but I am still up. I turn over and look at her with sleepy eyes. "Hi, love", I say with a sleepy voice. "Hey, babe", she says. She kisses my forehead and gets out of bed. I look at her while she gets dressed. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;""Do you still want to get out of the bed?"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;""Yeah... Sure... As long as I can be with you...", I look at her smiling./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"We went to bed last night and we both woke up in the middle of the night. We stayed up talking for hours. We talked about Fred some more and we just got to know each other. I told her about my family. I always love the face other people get when I tell them my (half)sister is only 1,5 years younger than my mother. Also, my grandmother is younger than my father. That's just a mind-fuck to others. I explained it all. She was a great listener and she asked the right questions. We also talked about her family and her life before we met and before she got famous. I loved to hear her story. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"I feel like we know each other for years... I feel like we are meant to be. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"After a couple of minutes of thinking, I get out of bed and get dressed. Lana is already dressed and ready to go. She's waiting for me. I dress myself as soon as possible while Lana patiently waits for me. She spends the time talking about the conventions she's already been through and the people she met there. I love to listen to her. She has something magical and her stories sound so exciting. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"When I'm finished and went to the bathroom, we leave to go to the convention. The driver greets me politely and Lana says his name is Ricardo. He doesn't look like Thomas, he is way older and smaller. If only Thomas was here too. I miss him. I make a mental note to ask her how Thomas is. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"We get in the car and drive to the convention. I give Lana some looks full of love. She grabs my hand and puts her head on my shoulder. For the millionth time in the past two days, I feel like the happiest girl in the entire world./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;""Do you still want to get out of the bed?"/span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;""Yeah... Sure... As long as I can be with you...", I look at her smiling./span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"We went to bed last night and we both woke up in the middle of the night. We stayed up talking for hours. We talked about Fred some more and we just got to know each other. I told her about my family. I always love the face other people get when I tell them my (half)sister is only 1,5 years younger than my mother. Also, my grandmother is younger than my father. That's just a mind-fuck to others. I explained it all. She was a great listener and she asked the right questions. We also talked about her family and her life before we met and before she got famous. I loved to hear her story. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"I feel like we know each other for years... I feel like we are meant to be. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"After a couple of minutes of thinking, I get out of bed and get dressed. Lana is already dressed and ready to go. She's waiting for me. I dress myself as soon as possible while Lana patiently waits for me. She spends the time talking about the conventions she's already been through and the people she met there. I love to listen to her. She has something magical and her stories sound so exciting. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"When I'm finished and went to the bathroom, we leave to go to the convention. The driver greets me politely and Lana says his name is Ricardo. He doesn't look like Thomas, he is way older and smaller. If only Thomas was here too. I miss him. I make a mental note to ask her how Thomas is. /span/p
p class="MsoNormal"span lang="EN-US" style="mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"We get in the car and drive to the convention. I give Lana some looks full of love. She grabs my hand and puts her head on my shoulder. For the millionth time in the past two days, I feel like the happiest girl in the entire world./span/p