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"Dad wasn't too happy with me, when your mom found us sleeping." Christine sighed, with a dreamy smile resting upon her lips. Erik smiled, oh how he loved to see her happy. "Erik... We should go outside and play." Erik's smile faltered. "What? Christine, we have a lesson to complete." He said firmly. Christine could feel her insides sinking "But... But, we've been at it for an hour. Can we just take a little break, and go for a little walk outside?" She asked, trying to put on her best puppy-dog face.
She didn't normally beg, but, when it came to Erik she sometimes had too. Erik could feel himself start to cave and give in to her, how could he say no to that face? "Humph... Fine. We, we can take a break." He said, obviously embarrassed for giving in so easily. But Christine just smiled knowingly. Erik was always going to be soft for her, always.
No way in denying that, no way in denying that at all. Christine quickly put on her cream colored Parisian coat, when she buttoned up the last black button she tied the cream sash around her tiny waist. Grabbed her black gloves and put on her hat she was waiting at the door within seconds. Erik didn't take too long either, wearing a coat similar to Christine's but a bit longer, almost like a Sherlock Holmes Trench coat! He put on his black leather gloves, adjusted his mask, and they were out the door.
Erik lived somewhat out in the country, but close enough to civilization in case he needed something important, or shopping for various things. "Christine, since we are going for your little "Walk" I want to take you down this one particular path. If that is alright with you?" He requested, ever so slightly glancing at her for approval.
Again, Christine granted his request with a smile and a nod. "Yes, of course Erik." She said. Erik quickly lead her down this snowy path. The trees were beautiful, their bare limbs trying to touch the sky, encrusted with snow, shining like diamonds. Christine couldn't help but stare in awe at the beauty around her. 'Erik always knows what is the best.' She thought happily.
She glanced at him as he walked, taking in every detail she could possibly memorize. She had never seen him so happy before. 'I wonder what's on his mind to make him so happy.' She thought as she got closer to him.
When she thought that he couldn't hear her, she came even closer, just about to scare him, when he whipped around and what you call "Gently" pushed her into a snow bank.
The cold made her gasp as she was enveloped in a frosty, snowy, cold embrace. "Erik!" She shrieked as she got up, only to see her "Best Friend" doubled over. "What the heck was that for Erik?!" She yelled as she made her way over to him. He tried to answer her, but he couldn't stop laughing. He just couldn't, it was just too funny.
He finally stopped laughing when he saw Christine staring at him awkwardly. Regaining his composure, he finally caught his breath. "You, you should have seen the look on your face! It was priceless! Oh, God! I wish I had a camera!" He pretty much exploded with laughter again.
Christine wasn't amused, well she was deep down, but she wasn't going to show it. She tried to give him the best stink-eye she could come up with. Erik, noticed this. "Aw, come on Chrissy! I'm just trying to have some fun! It's been a while since I've seen you!" Erik whined, but not hesitating to wink at her.
She could feel her cheeks turning red, and it wasn't from the cold. "Oh yeah? Well, here's some fun for you buddy!" She huffed before throwing a snowball directly at him. Erik didn't see it coming so he got hit square in the face.
His expression changed from amused, to shock as he wiped the snow from his face. Christine smirked triumphantly at him. "That's what you get!" She sniffed before turning around. Big mistake.
Erik saw his opportunity and took his chances. He ran silently towards her before completely scooping her off her feet. Swinging around in the air Christine didn't know whether to laugh of scream. Erik the held her in his arms bridal style before taking off at a run.
Christine was light, so her weight didn't slow him down at all. He didn't stop running until they were back inside his house. Laughing Christine couldn't help but get lost in his eyes. They were a cross between blue and green. Some days they were green, others they were blue.
His eyes fascinated her to no end. They always awed her, on the other hand Erik adored her deep soulful brown eyes. They were always full of something, whether it was happiness, anger, sadness, or confusion, he always thought they were adorable.
Erik set Christine down onto her feet, before stomping the excess snow off of his shoes. "That, my dear, was for asking for a break." He said, smirking deviously. Christine rolled her eyes before taking off of her coat, hat, gloves, and shoes. Erik repeated the same steps.
"Now shall we continue with our lesson?" He asked, offering her his hand. "Yes Erik, we may continue." Christine agreed before taking his hand and being led to the grand piano. "I think we should continue with our song, "Ave Maria" By Charles Gounod." Erik said before starting to play.
Christine, counted before starting to sing.
"Goodnight Erik. I'll see you again in a week. Thank you for the lesson." Christine said before putting her coat back on. Erik stood there, smiling, "Goodnight Christine, I'm glad your enjoyed your lesson. See you soon." He whispered as she smiled before turning and walking out the front door.
Sighing, he watched her go, not helping the feeling of loneliness and love that swelled in his chest. 'Will there ever be a chance for us?' He thought as he closed the door and started to pick up sheet music and empty coffee cups before returning to his room for the night.
As he settled down under his covers his mind wandered back to her. 'There could be a possible chance... If only some miracle would or could happen. And I would finally have a chance.' He thought as sleep overtook him.
Christine, though had a lot on her mind, and most of it was about Erik. As she drove back to her apartment she wondered if she truly felt something for him. But wasn't quite sure. 'What should I get him for Christmas? What would he want? And do I actually like him in that way?' She thought tiredly as she opened the door to her apartment.
Locking the door behind her, she went into her bedroom to get ready for bed. After brushing her teeth and changing her clothes, Christine lay in bed, the thought still bugging her. 'Part of me hopes he does, yet part of me doesn't... Why not?' She thought as sleep came and took her mind, but even in her dreams the still thought remained.