Nah, I like my car.
So do I. Isn’t that funny?
Hey there... Uh I'm Abu, yeah, not really that much of a talker, unless you interest me..
Nah, I like my car.
So do I. Isn’t that funny?
Whatever way you want to take it. I couldn’t care less.
Well, I’m going to take it as an offense then… So.. How dare you!
*clucks get louder*
Are you serious right now?
Then please tell me which way should I put it?
It’d put me out of my misery.
I don’t know.. You could find something productive to do.
Or you know…
I could try and steal your car again. What?
Feeling him smile against the kiss made Flora realise she was doing the right thing. This was what she wanted. Running away and leaving him alone would have made everything more confusing than it already was. And it probably would’ve ruined the thing with her and him. And she wanted him to hold her, hold her and kiss her like he did in this very moment. Letting the butterflies in her stomach whirl around. As soon as her sweet words were out she looked at him, waiting for him to say something. Flora knew there were only 2 possibilities. Either he returned her feelings, saying he wanted her in his life or he rejected her. Why didn’t he say something for so long? Was he shocked because she’d said that? Didn’t he like her like that? The girl let her teeth sink into her bottom lip, chewing on it desperately.
And then he opened his mouth and said something Flora had never thought he’d say. She’d been pretty sure he’d reject her, saying she was too bubbly, too weird maybe. But no, he said he loved her too. Flo’s heart sank into her boots and thousands of thoughts whirled around in her head like a hurricane. Did he really just say that? Like..I didn’t imaginate that, did I? Oh come on Flo, does he look like someone who throws the “I love you’s around?” Not exactly, right? She took a deep breath, trying to stay calm but she couldn’t. How the hell could he love her?
Her, the girl that came up with the weirdest ideas. The girl that said whatever was on her mind, not caring if people got hurt or mad. The girl that loved dancing more than she loved some people of her family. Was it even possible to actually like her like that? “Y-You do?”, she stuttered then. Her face widened. She hadn’t meant to say that. She didn’t want to let him think he was the first one ever to tell her he loved her. But the words had slipped out of her mouth so easily. So easily, she couldn’t have stopped them even if she’d tried. But it was okay, wasn’t it? Why would she want to pretend something in front of him? It was him. And Flo assumed he liked her the way she was…Though that was hard to believe.
Before any more unplanned words could slip out of the girl’s mouth she quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her head on his chest like she had before. She heard his heartbeat and chuckled slightly. It was racing but she didn’t mind. She was sure her heart was beating far too fast and loud and even if he heard it…He would just know she meant what she’d said, right?
When he heard her ask for clarification, Abu couldn’t help but laugh lightly. Yes. It was true.. He liked Flora a lot. Ever since they had met, he knew she was special, and unlike others that he had met, she did not treat him like a child and did not think of him as an idiot. Knowing that she thought she loved him was enough to bring a smile to his face. He didn’t care what anyone else would think about him. Not if he knew what Flora thought. That she returned what he had been feeling for what felt like years. She loved him… And he loved her. The thought, almost too perfect. And maybe it was too perfect. Everyone else’s relationships around the college always seemed to crash and burn, while he never had given dating and love much thought. But Abu wasn’t going to be like the rest of the guys that seemed to lose interest the second something ‘better’ came along. Because to him, there wasn’t anything better. Flora was as good as things got.
“Of course I do.” He replied, resting his chin lightly on the top of her head with a content sigh, trying to calm the beat of his heart that was working overtime. “Flora, I do love you.. I’m sure of it.” The boy told her, letting his own hands wrap around her waist and hug her as they stood atop of the roof, with nothing up the sound of the venting and the light chirping of bird in the distance. He could have stayed like that forever. Embracing Flora like that. With nothing being said between the two of them. Did they even need words at this moment? And if they did, what would be the suitable thing to say.
Everything about this moment was strange though. Strange because it was unfamiliar. He wouldn’t normally stand around hugging people, and normally, the idea of sharing his own thoughts and feelings was.. Well it definitely wasn’t something that he’d want to do. But it had to be done. He had to tell her how he felt because if he hadn’t, well Abu was sure that she would have assumed he had felt another way. And if that was the case, she would have walked. Which probably would have made him disappear, even though he had just gotten back. He chuckled lightly, taking his chin from her head and looking to that door that she had almost walked through. The door that he had almost allowed her to walk through.
“I-um.. Flora…” he spoke, scrunching his nose for a moment before letting his face return to normal, a warm blush resting on his cheeks. “I.. Are you hungry? Because I think I owe you a- I do owe you.. I owe you so much..”