When rain meets thunder

Chapter 6

I woke up feeling weird. I've agreed to something with Malik. I don't know what that something is really, but it's an interesting something. Are we a thing now? Are we even a 'we'? I want to ask but I'm too afraid that he'll be just as confused as I am and that would just make things beyond awkward.

"Are you ok?"
"Hmm. Yeah- uh I'm fine." I laugh nervously.
Malik suggested that we hang out since we hadn't really been hanging out lately. After our little 'sexual encounter' I haven't been able to focus. Because of that lack of focus I tried to avoid him.
"You've been unusually distant. Did I do something wrong?" He said toying with his fork.
"No. I'm just full. And that makes me tired."
"Oh." He continued playing with his broccoli.
"Are you okay?"
"Nope." He said popping the p.
"Talk to me."
"I thought you wanted me. I was supposed to make love to you and you were supposed to be mine but you kicked me out of your room and told me to sleep on the couch which I'm not really complaining about but what I am complaining about is the fact that you didn't say a word to me when you left the next morning. You just left a sticky note on my head telling me that you're gonna be with your dad until the next day."
"Oh."
"Oh? God. It feels like I had a one night stand. But I didn't even have sex with you so I guess that's not the best analogy." He laughs dryly
What was I supposed to do? I was falling for him and that is scary. People die from broken hearts. I'm not ready to die. I'm sure as hell not ready to die from a broken heart.
"I'm sorry."
"Do you even care?"
"Yes."
"Then act like it. I told I loved you, is that why you're acting like this?"
Fuck. He told me he loved me and that's when I told him he should just sleep on the couch. Jeez. He's really cute when he's mad.
"Maybe."
"Let's go." He called for the check and paid it and we left.
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"Slow down."
"I'm gonna go even faster if you tell me to slow down one more time."
"Why are you mad at me?"
"Oh I don't know. Maybe because I had the best day of my life with you and you're acting like nothing happened, like I didn't make you feel good, like I don't affect your thoughts every time you sleep and wake up."
"That's the problem."
"No the problem is that you can't address your emotions because you're scared."
"Yeah so?"
"God," he stopped the car in the middle of the road "listen to me Anastasia I love you and that may be scary for you but so what, I'm not gonna hide it and lie about how I feel. I don't know if you feel the way I do but goddamnit you could at least respect me enough to try to open up."
His face was set. Jaws clenched. Eyes a deeper shade of honey, almost pure even. His gaze was intense and pleading. He was beautiful.
I took a deep breath.
"Malik-"
"Please just call me Bear." He interrupts
"Why?"
"Because when you call me by my name I reimagine you moaning it all over again."
"Oh."
"What were you saying?"
Hell. What was I saying ? Now I'm thinking about him naked. He's the death of me.
"I don't know if I can do this. I mean I've never done anything like this before. I'm scared."
"I'm not a stranger."
"You can't really say that. I stopped knowing you the moment you left me."
"I'm still the same kid. I still like to talk about how dogs speak an unknown language."
"Yeah but you're different in some ways."
"Ok that's why we should go on dates and hangout so we can get to know each other."
"I don't want to die."
"What?" He laughed.
"Heartbreak kills."
"I won't break your heart I promise."
"Ok."
Deep down I was silently hoping he meant that. But he had to mean it to say it because promises are solid forms of motives behind any action that occurs after a said oath. He basically just married me. Ok. Yes I'm overreacting but so what, I can do that.