I breathed in my first crisp of Monday morning air. I opened up my eyes and realized that I was in his embrace.
Was it true? I could only remember vaguely what happened. The same scene, over and over again, like a nightmare that seemed so real.
She grabbed his shirt, tiptoed, and kissed his lips. He said he would not do it, but he returned the kiss - long and hard.
I shook my head vigorously, as if trying to shake the memory off. It seemed to wake him up, because I heard him exhale out loud.
What should I do... What should I say... I questioned myself.
Something touched the back of my head, it was his lips that pecked.
"Sorry to wake you up," I whispered. I must have sounded croaky.
"It's okay. I'm glad I didn't explode into my beastly figure last night, guess I was too tired to."
He tightened his embrace around me. My heart fell, and I had no idea what to say next. I wished everything was just a dream, and everything I thought I saw last night was not real. It could not be real, he loved me so...
He got up and went into the bathroom. I thought it was a good time to check his phone again to see if the text was still there. I reached for the phone by the bed, tried to unlock it, it failed. The battery was flat.
"Your phone's battery's flat," I said flatly to the bathroom's direction.
"I thought I asked you to help me recharge it yesterday night before we sleep? It had been flat since after we cleared up, hadn't it?" He sounded irritated. He must be, because he had to attend school full day that day.
So it was all a dream?! Urgh. Somehow a part of me wished it was real. My life had not be dramatic for a while now.
Soon, I had a feeling that everything will happen soon.
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