《Please Help Me Remember》13
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Alasdair and I didn't talk for the rest of the day he seemed to be in a sour mood. Was it because of what I had said?
Of course it was of what you said. Friends, really? Out of everything to pick, friends? You just friend-zoned the poor man.
We got home and he still wasn't talking. Not like that was unusual but it's just that I can feel like something was wrong. He brushed passed me as he opened the door and strides into the kitchen and I followed with with tiny footsteps. Now his jaw is clenched as he grabs a cigarette from the holder in his pocket. He lit the cigarette before looking at me. "What happened to e-cigs?" I laughed awkwardly. He didn't say anything. He blew out before putting the cigarette back in his mouth, He was just resting there staring at me.
I became uncomfortable I fiddled with the ring on my thumb. Shuffling my feet, avoiding his eyes looking at anything but his eyes. "Friends"
His voice took a deeper tone. His arms were crossed across his chest. "I didn't mean it, I didn't know if you liked disclosing anything"
"We've been together for a long time Rayn, you would think we would be public right?"
"I..." I couldn't say anything because I didn't know what to say. I felt guilty, of course it would be known, it would be weird if it wasn't. I would want it to be known too that Alasdair was mine.
"Sorry" I whispered. We just stood there, it was so silent you can hear a pin drop. "Im gonna go take a shower" I finally said after a while.
Maybe the warm water would help me calm down. No....Maybe a bath.
I turned around and quickly ran up the stairs taking my bath and getting ready for bed. That night I didn't feel Alasdair.
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The more days that had past the more boring school became but some days they were fun when I talked about many disorders.
I hadn't remembered anything yet, I'm staring to think I never will, but this takes time. Kate and I started talking more. She would talk about Alasdair, but as far as she knows I'm just a friend.
I just finished my last paper. I slipped out of the chair and laid down ready to take a nap as my brain was fried and it didn't take long for me to fall asleep.
I was woken up but sounds at the corner of the room. I turned to see Alasdair pouring himself a glass of whiskey. My head hurt and the room was cold and dim, I couldn't let my eyes adjust because it made my head pound.
I reached out my hand hoping Alasdair would take the hint and come over. My headache was increasing, it hurt to even keep my eyes open, but I did because I wanted Alasdair.
He finished his drink and slowly walked over. I groaned wanting him to walk faster. He knelt down resting his chin on his hand. "Whats wrong?" I knew the question had another meaning. He was talking about the friends thing. God couldn't he just let it go.
"I called you a friend" he nodded with a smirk playing on his lips "now what's really wrong?"
"Cold...head hurts" I closed my eyes, I couldn't keep them open any longer. Few moments later I felt a cool pad on my head and the bed dip beside me. I was embraced by warm arms and drifted off
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Fuck what am I supposed to do now.
Ok Rayn think, you have a brain for a reason.
Okay, breath, what time is it- 3:30 okay. We can deal with that. I can have dinner done by 6. It's 2 hours and 30 minutes.
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May 13 the day me and Alasdair got together. So it's our Anniversary! I ran upstairs putting on the new bra set I bought especially for today under a red dress because red is Alasdairs favorite color.
I quickly went to cook something sweet and simple. Pasta. He loves pasta, I do too but I prefer rice. I set the table and poured a cup of whiskey, whine would've been better but Ally prefers it.
I heard the keys in the door and I got excited, I wanted to surprise him. As soon as I heard the door close I ran towards him and rapped my legs around him. He hugged me, squeezed me tight before putting me down. I led him to the kitchen giggling. God this man was perfect.
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"May 13th" I mumbled.
"Hmm?" Alasdair replied.
"May 13th is our anniversary" I slowly sat up. "Red is your favorite color and you prefer pasta and whiskey over red wine" I turned to look at him. He nodded with a proud smile on his face. It mad me happy that he was happy.
"I've missed you" I whispered leaning close and pecking his cheek. "You've been distant, and I'm sorry I called you a friend, it was only in the moment. I didn't know what to say and because of that I ended up hurting you" I took a deep breath "I'm sorry" my voice cracked as he wrapped his arm around me pulling me towards him.
"It's okay baby" he whispered "now get up so we can put some food in that stomach of yours hmm?" I nodded happily, my stomach feeling empty. Now we're on good terms.
I hope it stays that way
Right?
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Sorry i was like not into this book buttttt I've gotten interested again.
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