Still havent finished the stupid book-report, I just can't help writing from time to time.
Enjoy and review, so at least I know if anybody's following the story hahaha. Thanks.
"You are not very famous in France" she said.
We were still in the park, I was trying to ignore my stomach, I didn't want to move; if I could make a wish, I'd wish we could stay like this forever.
"But we are like kings here"
"Do you have a queen, Mr. Poynter?" she asked.
"You know me too well; I never gave girlfriends for more than one year maximum"
"Well, actually I don't know that part of you; when we were friends, you never had any girlfriend. Nobody wanted to date you, remember?"
I gave her a killing look; I couldn't deny it, she was right, but still, jeez, no need to remind me I'd been such a loser.
She smiled; she knew what I was thinking "Oh, I hurt your feeling? Sorry. Don't worry; they must be regretting it now… Like Ruby, you invited her out once, remember?"
"Oh, yeah, that was really embarrassing" I still couldn't believe how dumb I'd been back then; I had asked out the most popular girl in school during lunch, in front of everyone; that was a no for sure, the prettiest girl in school doesn't date the dumbest boy in town… But I remembered Emma had thrown her sandwich over her after Ruby insulted me in front of the whole school; she was shy, as I'd said before, but dammit this girl has courage. Ruby never bothered me again after she did that.
"Dougie, you'll never get married this way"
"I'm not planning to get married"
"Ever?"
"I don't now, it's just a really big commitment. I don't think I'm ready for that now and besides I don't even have a girlfriend"
"I guess you are right…"
"Would you like to get married?"
She sighed "I'd like to do so many things" She sounded sad, she also seemed a little bit tired again.
"When did you arrived?" I asked her.
"Today actually"
"How long are you staying?"
"As long as I want… My father pays for my hotel"
"Hotel? Are you crazy? You can stay in my house"
"I will not share a house with you; you've always been dirty and you probably have like a million dogs or lizards"
"I do not! I only have two dogs and two lizards"
"Still; no way, Poynter. You haven't been forgiven yet"
"What can I do to be forgiven?"
She thought about it for some minutes. Meanwhile, I only stared at her; I was feeling so amazingly changed, in peace, happy; she was once again in my life. I couldn't believe I'd let her go, I'd almost lost her forever… But I wasn't going to make the same mistake, only death could tear us apart now. I'd only been with her a couple of hours and I already felt I should control my feelings; I didn't want to fall in love, that only brought problems, and she was my best friends; best friends shouldn't ever get together, nothing good ever comes from that [author-note: not true]. So I couldn't fall in love with the perfect girl for me. That doesn't make sense but still, nothing really does; the universe may have no ending, that didn't make sense to me, but still that was the way thing were and nothing could change it. I couldn't fall in love with Emma and nothing would change that, I wouldn't allow it.
She finally answered "Introduce me to your bandmates"
"Why?"
"I heard they are pretty handsome…"
"They all have girlfriends" ok, that wasn't a lie; Tom and Harry had girlfriends… Danny didn't, but it 2 out of 3, so it wasn't a lie. See? That doesn't make sense either but I'm not changing my mind.
"You think I'm stupid? I made a little bit of research while I was on the place; Jones doesn't have a girlfriend"
Jealousy is a horrible feeling. Danny would be delighted to date a girl like Emma; anyone would really, she was, as I'd said, perfect –or at least I thought that. There must be something wrong with her, I wondered what it was; there's always at least something wrong about someone, nobody's perfect.
She smiled again when I didn't answer "Relax, I'm not interesting"
"You are not?" I said surprised; that was the first time I heard a lady say that and, honestly, I never thought that would happen. I was going to write that in my diary… Oh, wait, I don't have a diary.
"No, Dougie. Nobody seems interesting enough to me anymore; dating lost its fun"
"What the hell are you talking about? We are 21; dating looses its fun when you re like my mum's age"
"Boys are just not interesting enough these days" she raced an eyebrow, looking sexier than I ever thought she could be. When I was a teenager, I'd always wondered how she would look like when we grew up; not because I liked her, I was just curious… She looked even better than in my dreams.
"French boys may not be interesting, but you are talking to Dougie Poynter here"
She laughed "I'm not dating you"
"You still are my friend; I'll show you how great we can be"
"You'll introduce me to your friends?"
I sighed; I would have to warn Danny, I just couldn't imagine him with Emma, it would bother me even if it didn't made any sense. He would have to keep his hands off my girl… Well, not my girl, but— Oh, you know what I mean!
"Alright, I will" I said annoyed.
She kissed my cheek; she was cold "Don't worry, I'm not going to fall in love with your bandmates."
"You'd better not"
I look around and noticed a guy was staring at us from another bench; he had a camera in his hands…
"Dammit" I mumbled and took her hand as I stood up "There's a guy with a camera there"
"So…?"
"He's taking pictures of us, Emma"
She still looked confused "So…?"
"He's probably going to publish them in some gossip magazine"
She smiled "And why do you care so much? Let them think whatever they want"
"I doesn't work that way; I have fans, they have feelings, this could hurt them"
"You can't date them all, Dougie, and they aren't stupid, they know that"
"I know, but I wouldn't like to see Liv Tyler with another guy, for example"
"Dougie, she's married" [author-note: I know, she's divorced, but whatever]
"What!?"
She stood up, still smiling and did something I'd never imagined she would do; she kissed me. Her lips still felt cold, but that doesn't mean the kiss wasn't good; it felt amazing, though it only last about one seconds. She broke the kiss before I could do something as stupid as introducing my tongue in her mouth; now that would have got me in serious problems.
"Stop thinking about what the rest of the people think about you"
I nodded, unable to say anything. I looked down, I was probably blushing, and ran my fingers through my hair, completely nervous; I didn't know what to say, what to think, what to do. The guy in the bench must had taken the picture of us kissing, but I couldn't think about that now.
'Oh, shoot, Dougie, not her, don't fall in love with her' I had been a completely immature jerk when I was 15. If I hadn't been so blind, I would have dated her for sure; now all those hidden feeling were coming back to me, now that I'd learn to love, now that she was back in my life.
"So…" she said, saving me from my own mind "Shall we go, Doug?"
She took my hand and smiled… She used to take my hand sometimes when we walked together when we were younger; that had never really bothered me before, but now things were changing apparently. If I was falling in love, I should hide it at least; if she found out, I was dead, she would freak out like I would if my best-friend fell in love with me. I had to act normal; that, in my case, was behaving wild.
I took her in my arms and she laughed "What are you doing? Be careful!"
"I'll show you how interesting I can be" I winked at her and started to walk toward my car as she kept laughing.
"Where are you taking me?"
"To meet my friends… They have to meet my best friend ever; you"
She blushed, something she usually never did. "Now you are forgiven, Poynter"
