17 June 2012
-MOLLIE-
"Where's the birthday boy?" I said, as I pulled myself out of the cool water. It started to trail off my body, so I briefly dried myself off before looking up at Charlie, wanting an answer. "I don't know, I haven't seen him since he jumped in. Tiffany's gone too" he added, looking around the deck for the two of them. "At least they're together" I said, "I'm sure they'll be fine" "Yeah, if they're not back in an hour then we'll drive the boat around and have a look for them" Charlie added, before wrapping an arm around my waist. "Do you want to see the bedroom in this place?" "I've already seen--" I started, before realising what he was getting at. "Oh sure, give me the whole tour?" I said, allowing him to lead me away, totally forgetting about my missing best friend.
-NATE-
She said yes. I felt like I'd jumped into that plunge pool asking her if she wanted children: I didn't know what was below, but I knew there could be an amazing answer. I just had to take the risk, and I finally think it had. I'd always been a risk taker, but somehow I felt more reserved with Tiffany, like one false move could totally ruin everything we've built up. But for once, I finally felt like we were more united, like we were a proper indestructible couple now. "I've got a present for you back at the house" she suddenly said, looking up at me from her resting position on my chest. She was tracing the outline of my chest, her finger whimsically venturing down to my abs and lightly tickling each muscle. "You really didn't need to you know" I said to her, pulling her closer to me and cuddling her. "I really did. I ruined your actual birthday by being in a coma, and I ruined your party by being moody. I just wanted to show you how sorry I am and how much I love you" she said, focussing back down on her elaborate drawing on my torso. "I know how much you love me. And the coma wasn't your fault, so please don't say you ruined my birthday. As I've said, having you here and well with me is all I could ask for. And having you as my girlfriend has made this the best second birthday ever" "Come out with me tonight?" she said, resting her wet hair down on my chest and closing her eyes. "Sure, where are we going?" I asked "Just wait, I've got some ideas" she replied. "At least let me know what I should wear?" I mocked, laughing at Tiffany's sarcastic expression. "Black tie please" she replied, closing her eyes again. Just as I began to relax in this position, my stomach started to growl, a ferocious deep grumble that indicated my hunger. She lifted her head up and looked at me in sarcastic shock. It was an expression that was hard to describe, but Tiffany did it all the time. It made her pretty face appear slightly distorted, but it was her expression. I laughed, and explained that I didn't have time to eat this morning, and that it was probably lunch time around now. "Right" she said, sitting up. "Where are you going?" I asked, tensing my abs so I could half sit up. "If it's almost lunch time then I'm sure people are worrying about where we are" she said, as she undid her bikini straps and gestured for me to tighten them for her. I did so, and as soon as I'd finished, she stood up and dived into the pool below us. It was a clean dive, but I knew I could do better. I dived in after her, keeping my legs perfectly straight and swam underwater for a few metres until I knew I was out of the cave. The water was much lighter here, and little beams of sunlight pierced the surface, enhancing the view of the small particles in the water. I broke the surface and exclaimed, as the temperature of the sea water had taken me by surprise. Tiffany was swimming breaststroke gently behind me, and she'd tied her hair into a top knot to keep it from covering her face. She looked regal when she swam like this: her posture was faultless, and her head remained straight, but you could tell this facade was hiding her true power; her elegant long legs could kick strong, powerful movements, projecting her further in the water. I decided to join her at her pace, figuring that people would be confused if I arrived at the boat well before her. Swimming breaststroke allowed a conversation to start flowing between us, and before we knew it, the conversation had migrated towards the only thing that was on our minds: our desire for children. "How many do you want?" I asked Tiffany, as we swam. "I'm not sure really. Probably three; two boys and a girl." she replied, after deliberating for a second. "I want two" I replied, "But then again, even to have one with you would be such a blessing" "Aww aren't you sweet?" she said, beaming. "I do try" I said "When do you want them?" "As soon as possible" she replied, before pausing and then saying "Promise me something?" "Anything" I replied, stopping swimming to listen to what she had to say. "Tell me you'll be a good father? I've grown up all these years with a father who does nothing for me except provide money, and I don't want you to be like that for our children" "Baby, I would never ever do that. I'll be the best father I can possibly be, and I'll do anything you want that'll make our children's lives as perfect as possible" I said, pulling her in to hug her. "Thanks" she said. "Shall we speed up so we can get back?" "Sure, you set the pace though" I said, matching her strokes and her pace as accurately as I could. I looked across at her under the water, her sleek body moving through the water with such ease, her white bikini sitting on her golden body, her thick chestnut hair tied in a bun on the top of her head. I was seriously in love with this girl, and I couldn't think of a future that didn't involve her. I needed to tell her, but I just didn't know how. They always say actions speak louder than words, but I hoped my desire for children convinced her that I love her an unbelievable and unbearable amount.
Love You Too: PART FOURTEEN • Opuss № I