Sam stood in the bathroom getting changed. Zain had given her on of his shirts to wear. She put it on and began to do the buttons up. It was very big on her and quite long, looking more like a dress on her rather than a shirt. She could smell his aftershave on the shirt, he must have worn it recently.
She went back into the main room where Zain sat on the edge of the bed flicking through the TV channels. He wore only his pajama bottoms. Samantha noticed how muscular his chest and arms were. They looked extremely strong, as if they could pick her up and whisk her away.
She looked really cute in his shirt. It swamped her somewhat but still managed to show off her petite figure. Her blonde hair was in two bunches that framed her face. She looked sweet and innocence.
They lay in bed together talking. Zain would normally be quite uncomfortable in a situation like this but Samantha's sweetness reminded him how innocent this action was.
"I'm sorry I mentioned Phil earlier! I know he still effects you." He said. She looked down.
"It doesn't matter!"
"Do you still think about him?" He asked gently.
"I think about him every day." She said wistfully.
"Do you still visit him?"
"Yeah I do, every now and again. I go and see him and lay some flowers down." She looked like she were about to cry.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you." He held her hand.
"It's fine. I just feel a little guilty, i haven't been to see him for ages. Marc didn't like to go and see him. He said that I should get over him adn forget him becuase I had him!"
"He shouldn't have made you try to forget him. You were in love with him!" She looked away from him, embarrassed that someone could convince her that she should forget about Phil.
"Maybe we could visit his grave tomorrow?" Zain suggested.
"Yeah that would be good. ... You know it's the anniversary of his death soon?"
"I'm sorry I never made it to his funeral. I really wanted to come it's just I'd just started out in Liverpool and they were'nt too happy about me taking time off so soon."
"He'd understand."
"I'm sorry I brought this up. It obviously still upsets you"
"It's fine, don't worry about it." He watched her snuggle into the covers and into him. She felt warm and soft, he liked how she felt.
"So does Marc know that you've left him for good?"
"Well I did tell him but I'm not sure he believed me. I'll have to go and get my stuff soon."
"I'll come with you if you want. I'm not going back just yet. I thought I'd spend some of my holiday here"
"That would be great, thanks. Why are you spending your holiday here?"
"I don't know. I suppose I kind of missed this place. Liverpool is so different! It was really hard to understand them at first but now I understand them they are really kind and inviting. The only thing with Liverpool is that there are a lot of chav kids."
"Are there?" He nodded. "I'll take your word for that then." She smiled, not believing him.
Samantha drifted off to sleep soon after. She snuggled subconsciously into Zain as he watched her. He knew who much pain she had gone through when Phil was killed. He was what made her complete, when he died, she was destroyed. He wished he could take her pain away and make her love again.