Introductions, first impressions.
3 months later
A phone call, that was all I was looking for. One stupid phone call that wouldn't be for someone else, cut out or have a deadline before I even got the stupid words hello out. Was that really to much to ask for? He'd been gone for three months and I hadn't heard a single word from him. Although that hadn't been a problem for Twinkie, Earl or Reiko, seeing as he called Twinkie an hour ago to say he was nearly home. No apparently it wasn't too much trouble for him to check in with them every week. Just hassle to check in with me his... His...?
I don't even know what I am to him. I guess we never really defined it before, talked or thought about it. I mean we work and hang out together, joke, hug, kiss and even have sex. Does that make me his girlfriend? Or am I just assuming things, if we were boyfriend and girlfriend I would know. I know I'm not just another notch on his bed post, even if we weren't exclusive neither of us slept around. We might have flirted with others but nothing more. But just because we don't sleep with other people doesn't mean we're in a relationship.
I was so deep in thought that I didn't even notice Twinkie as he cam running into my room.
"He's here." Twinkie said with the same amount of enthusiasm a child has at the idea of Easter and Christmas.
He was so excited he was practically bouncing on his feet. I had to resist the erg to run outside to see if he was really back.
" Ellie come on. Move yourself girl, don't just stand there looking at me. " Twinkie said as he left the room.
"Here goes nothing. " I muttered to myself as I left the room and began to walk down stairs the the garage.
There he was coming out of his Mazda RX-7. Our eyes locked together for a moment and all I could do was stare back. It wasn't until I saw another car and a bike pull up beside him that my brain started to work again. The driver of the other car was a tall, bold headed muscular man. Wearing a white top that left me in no denial that he worked out. It wasn't till I looked liver to the driver of the bike, who had a very feminine body, did I begin to feel the first pang of jealousy. The person in question removed there helmet and my heart plummeted. It was obvious to me that she was the reason he hadn't called. I mean she was beautiful and could easily be a model, the fact that he brought her back to Tokyo with him was a dead giveaway that whatever he and I might have had was not as special as I thought.
When my eyes went back to Han he began to walk towards me, within seconds he was in front of me. He tilted by chin up so I was looking him in the eyes and then kissed me. At that moment the last straw snapped. First he left me for three months with hardly a word, the he comes back with Mr muscle and miss I'm gonna rape you with my eyes. And now he's kissing me, hell to the no. I pushed away from him and slapped him straight across the face.
"Ellie. What the-" Han started before I cut him off
"Where the hell have you been? Huh? Why have you been gone for nearly three months?" I yelled waiting for his reply. "Or maybe you should tell me why the bloody hell you can't pick up a dam phone. Sorry correction, why you can pick up the phone to everyone but me."
"I told you a friend needed help I didn't know I'd be gone for this long." He tried to defend. Then Mr muscle spoke up, "listen it wasn't Hans fault I'm the one who called him out to Rio. "
"Shouldn't have said that. " Twinkie whispered. I looked to Mr muscle "Are you his maker? Puppeteer or brain? No!" Looking back at Han " you should of called. " with that I left the garage and went to my room.