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Okay, correction, it does take my breath away.
The entire room is filled with every exotic flower that exists. Well, it seems like it anyways. Ceiling is draped with purple cloths and flowers are hanging from it. It looks like paradise, like the Garden of Eden. The colors are so vibrant and luscious as the entire room is radiating. It is absolutely breathtaking.
"What is this place?" I ask in complete awe.
He simply smiles at my reaction looking at me sweetly.
"To be honest, I don't really know." He says softly. "I figure it belongs to the Captain or something. I just happened to find it a couple of years ago." He continues.
I look to my left and see the walls. They are brown with some type of design etched into them. The design runs throughout the entire room.
"This place is," I say while looking up at the hanging flowers, "absolutely mesmerizing."
He squeezes my hand and I then bring my head down looking at him. I start to follow his now moving body throughout the room. He walks to the back of the room where there are several floor length gold curtains lining the back wall. He stops in front of them, releases my hand and turns his head towards me.
"This is going to be the most amazing thing you've ever seen," he says playfully.
I roll my eyes at his comment.
"Well, you are certainly confident in yourself." I say.
He simply smiles then draws two of the curtains back.
A gasp escapes my lips at the scene in front of me. Just when you think something can get any better, it does.
There lying before me, are windows, very large windows that are the very bow of the ship. The railing, on the other side of the glass, has white lights wrapping around the dark wood. The only lights that appear to be outside are on the railings.
"There's a door right over there leading out there." He says.
His voice breaks me from my reverie and I turn my face to him.
"I want to see it." I say biting my lip in anticipation.
"I figured you would." He says with a chuckle.
He then puts his hand at the small of back and directs me to the door. As he opens the door he suddenly stops looking at me.
"Just warning you, there is a strong wind up here." He says looking at me warily.
"I honestly could care less." I say with a smile.
Normally this would be very uncalled for. Ladies do not go to the top of the ship with a blasting wind ruining your hair. Guess I'm no lady. Well, at least not one right now.
He chuckles at my remark and he smirks slightly while shaking his head. The door opens as he holds it for me.
"Ladies first," he says with the broadest smirk expression plastered on his face.
"Haha. You're such a gentleman." I say sarcastically as I walk through.
"I don't mind when you're the one who gets the first blast of air." He mumbles back.
Immediately the wind literally hits me so hard I almost stumble back. I recompose myself slightly then start to slowly walk to the front railing. His hand finds my back again and his fingers gently rest there.
"Wow, this is." I falter at a loss for words.
There truly was no word to explain the feeling. I guess I am speechless.
"Amazing I know." He finishes for me.
I laugh softly as I bring my hands to rest on the railing. The wind whips my hair back and hits my face harshly yet the feeling is so incredible. There is really nothing better than the ocean. I could die in this salty heaven and die a happy person.
This is probably the most romantic thing that has ever happened to me, and it isn't even a real date. I feel like such a petty girl, actually more like a naïve child who still is floating around in her imaginary world where princes ride out of white steeds; an innocent who hasn't been corrupted yet. Unfortunately though, I'm not an innocent anymore and this isn't real.
The world is a cruel place and all children have to step out of their innocence at some point. That happened to me before I was seven. My mother never let me watch Aladdin or anything like that because of the social caste. She quoted "He doesn't belong in her world, Sissy. She shouldn't degrade herself or her family for him."
It's sad really, that before I was ten I knew the prejudices of our society.
"Hey, just here and now, nothing else remember?"
I jerk to his voice and look into his eyes. He has concern written all over his face.
"Sorry," I say quietly. "Sometimes I can't help it," I finish as I look back to the ocean.
The wind swirls my hair around my face and I feel his fingers wiping the black strands from away. I continue to look away while just feeling his gaze on me. Here and now. Just breathe in and out, in and out. My mother- here and now. Only here and now.
"I know. Sometimes you can't bury the past, even if for only a moment. Some things are just too big." He says quietly as he continues to wipe my hair back. "Come, let's get back inside."
I look up and gaze at the twinkling stars. It truly is a beautiful night. He then grabs my hand and I silently follow him back to the room. He pulls me into the middle of the room and takes my hands and puts them around his neck then puts his hands around my waist.
The movement is slow and my heartbeat goes skyrocketing. He pulls in and starts to sing quietly, almost whispering, "Fix You" by Coldplay. My heart then goes down and every emotion that I have bottled up for years start to surface. I start to cry silently and lean my head down to his shoulder.
The silence accept his accapella voice, is everything I need. The memories of my childhood start to replay in my mind. I remember always feeling like my mother's one mistake. I was never good enough for her. Actually I was never really good enough for her or my father for that matter. It feels like I'm trying so desperately hard to win a battle for a war that I'm just going to lose. After a while, the constant fighting starts to wear you out. I'm so tired.
Our feet continue to move and it seems as if the world has stopped for us, only for us. Time has turned still and I just want this moment to last forever. For once I feel like I'm no longer alone, even if it is only for a moment.
For someone who understands so much, I wonder what it is that he goes through. I can't help but think, if it is even half as painful as mine it would be awful. It's probably worse. Knowing that he is dealing with similar issues make the tears flow a bit stronger. I then start to sing quietly with him.
He then dips me and I giggle quietly and now I'm smiling while I'm still crying. He leans me back up and our faces become only inches apart. He looks into my eyes for a moment then kisses me lightly. He quickly pulls back looking at my reaction. I smile softly and he then places a hand on my face and kisses me again. This time the kiss is a bit deeper.
Time is standing still for us, as we are caught up in our own little moment. It's a bittersweet moment, but sweet still.
We stay the way we are for a few more minutes then he releases me. He smiles all goofy like then takes my hand.
"Come on, I have funniest movie on the planet." He says.
"Oh really," I say with a laugh. "What would that be?"
He stands as his smile gets bigger and his eyes light up.
"The Hangover." He states.
"Are you serious?" I say as I look at him quizzically.
He just stands there all serious and I start immediately laughing. Of all the movies to watch, he picks "The Hangover." Really, this is just funny. He joins in my laughter but then pulls me towards the door.
"Okay, don't make fun of sheer geniusness." He claims as we walk down the stairs.
"Oh okay. I'll have respect for the awesomeness of "The Hangover."" I say.
We talk a little more on the way back to his room.
"Okay I'm just saying that it would make the night a little more interesting, that's all." He says with a coy smile.
"I'm not racing you to your door. That's just," I don't finish the sentence.
"Okay fine, but if you reach the door after me, you have to order room service." He says smirking at me.
I just turn around at him and stare at him increduisouly.
"You wouldn't," I challenge.
He leans into me a little getting into my face causing my breathing to hitch slightly.
"Then stay and see," he whispers.
Yeah, that's not going to happen. I don't buy room service, especially for the guy. I look at him then take off running. I start to giggle as I fly down the hallway. His footsteps start getting closer and I know he's gaining on me. My body nearly collides with a couple as I run in between them.
"Sorry!" I yell as I run past them.
They start yelling at me to stop running and I'm sure the man curses under his breath. My laughter flows from my mouth and I'm so happy that he stupidly told me where his room was. I near his room and I turn my head, looking over my shoulder, and suddenly his body collides into mine backing me into his door.
We start laughing really hard and the people passing us think we're drunk. Guess we look like it.
"I think I win." I say in between laughs.
"Yeah, just plain lucky that's why." He says back to me kissing me lightly.
He then unlocks the door and we stumble in still laughing really hard.
He moves around me and walks to the kitchen area.
"The bathroom is through there," he says pointing. "I'm going to get the movie from my room and change clothes really fast. So, you can either chill on the couch or if you want to change I can wait." He finishes as he gets a drink from the fridge.
I decide that I want to change, this dress is getting a little uncomfortable. I run back to my room and quickly decide to change into a pair of Juicy Couture lounge pants and a loose white shirt.
By the time I get back to his room, he is lying out on the couch and the movie is in the player. I walk over there and stare at his sprawled out legs. He just looks up at me and smirks.
"What? Is there a problem or something?" He asks with mock innocence.
"Oh shut up." I say as I pick up a pillow and hit his legs with it.
He then grabs my arms and pulls me down to the couch and I yelp in surprise. He just laughs at me and I kick him in response.
"Would you just press play." I say snippily.
"I'm getting there, princess."
Another hard swift to the legs.
"Okay okay!" He says as he puts his hands up. "No more princess."
I just smile triumphantly as he gets the remote and presses play. The movie starts and within minutes I'm laughing to the point of crying.
Okay, hands down, "The Hangover" really is the funniest movie on the planet.
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