Andrew laughed so hard that he needed to go
to the toilet. Lucy was being very funny. Lucy was more relaxed with him than
anyone she had ever met; she was actually more comfortable with him than she
was on her own. Andrew went to the toilet. She played with a flower that was in
the centre of the table; she was awkward on her own, awkward thoughts, and some
sad ones too.
She suddenly thought that it might be best
if she just left now, before she had to say goodbye, it was spontaneous and
seemed romantic, but to be honest it was a stupid idea. She wrote on a napkin
before she left.
When we
kiss, we ignite like the sun, or something brighter maybe gazillions of light
years away, something undiscovered. Breathing is so much easier when I’m with
you. I have a request. Can I live in your ear? And can you take me everywhere
with you? I’ve come to terms with the fact that it wont be a glamorous life in your ear,
but as long as I’m with you I’ll be relatively happy.
Two minutes after stepping out of the restaurant
she regretted leaving, writing the note and especially she regretted all the ear stuff, she turned around very
quickly.
Andrew stood at the empty table and read the napkin, it was very funny
but he did not smile. He didn’t understand it. “If she wanted to live in my ear
then why did she leave?” he thought as he paid with his card, which was fine.
He stepped out of the restaurant.
“BOO” Lucy jumped out from around the
corner and accidently head butt him in the face and his nose started to bleed.
His T-shirt was covered in blood, but he
had the napkin in his hand the whole time, like a contract that he needed to
clarify the details of.
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