"Amy, wake up, honey" a voice whispered in my ear. I blinked twice to see better what was around me. Karma was staring at me, holding my hand.
"what happened?" I asked confused.
"you fell asleep, baby"
"really? So it was just a dream?"
"what dream?" She raised an eyebrow.
I didn't realize it has been just a dream until that moment. It was so real I could smell her perfume, hearing her breathing...and it was just a trick of my mind.
"nothing. I was just..."
"what?"
"winning the lottery. You know. I was about to become very, very rich" I made it up, I didn't want her to know about the real dream I had. I knew she wouldn't appreciate it.
"what time is it?" I stood up and stretched.
"almost three in the morning"
"ow. I slept that much?"
"yes. Honey. You were pretty tired!" She mocked me by pretending to be me while I was sleeping and snoring.
"I don't snore!" I bit her cheek and laughed.
"sure you do" she had a broad smile on her face.
"shut up and let's get some sleep"
"oh, you are sleepy" she kept mocking.
I slightly punched her on the shoulder and dragged her to my bedroom.
"don't act nasty or I won't give you the goodnight kiss"
"I'm going to die if you don't"
"you got my heart race" she was so beautiful, the sparkle in her eyes, her perfect teeth, her voice..The world seemed stopped for a while, I wanted to kiss her on the mouth, to tell her how amazing she was, nothing in the whole planet could compare.
"WOULD YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP?" All of a sudden Lauren broke in and yelled at us. She was visibly upset, the mascara dripped a bit down her cheeks and her voice was a little bit rough.
"what is going on here?" She looked at me, her eyes were mean and her mouth curled, she tried to be as always: such a bitch, even if she had cried and it was really visible.
"nothing, Lauren. What is the problem?"
"your talking annoys me and makes me losing sleep" more probably she was very sad and she wanted to ignore it by pissing us off.
"uhm. Let me think...no, I don't give a shit" I didn't care if she had cried, everybody hurts, that doesn't mean people have to make other people suffer, just because they are suffering.
"I wanna sleep. You are so bitchy"
"love you too. Now if you don't mind, get out" I took her arm and pulled her out of my room. If she wanted my pity she didn't know me, she'd better to stay away from me.
"well well well. What were we saying? Oh. Yeah. I remember. I was about to say goodnight to you and give you a kiss"
"I'm waiting!" I clapped happily
I heard my heart stop for a second She was so wonderful I couldn't help staring at her and hoping she would be mine, one day.
"did you enjoy the movie?" I asked.
"quite boring without your cruelty"
"What? what is the time I fell asleep?"
"Right after you turned the TV, darling"
So everything had been just a dream...she didn't want to go to that party. I was insane.
"you mean am I cruel? why? If you refer to the way I speak to characters...well, I can say in my defense.."
"no. Please, not again"
"okay, okay. Oh, I almost forgot. Liam is picking me up after breakfast tomorrow"
"what?" I trembled.
"yes. He phoned when you were sleeping"
Maybe it wasn't a dream...she want me to think it was so we could get over...or not?
"but tomorrow it was supposed to be our day!" I complained.
"I know. But you will forgive me"
"why should I? You always ditch me"
"that is not true. It happened a few times, but not that much" she was going to make a list, so I had to stop her before.
"okay, woman. You are free. Enjoy your Liam" I almost shouted.
"hope you will forgive me"
"sure, I will. I always do. Now go to bed. Tomorrow you are having a pretty intense day" I winked at her.
We wore our pajamas and laid down in bed. I turned my head towards the window. The moonlight filtered through it and enlightened all around us. Karma liked having a slight ray of light during her sleep. I didn't care about it, but I would do anything to make her happy. She was my life, my love, the soul with matched with mine. I couldn't let her down, it was for sure. I hugged her and then I fell asleep again.
I didn't know if everything had been just my imagination, what I know was that I loved her and I couldn't be mad at her, otherwise I would have died.