Aliya p.o.v.

I couldn’t believe myself, this evening I will be out with Austin.
We went away from the beach at six o’clock and I have no idea of what I will wear, maybe I would ask help to my roommate: she’s a quiet Italian girl.
I arrived at home and screamed her name, she showed up puzzled. She is short, a little bit chubby, with long reddish and black hair, blue eyes and glasses.
“What’s up?”
“It happened. Austin asked me to go out and I don’t know what to wear.”
“Ok, keep calm.
Now take a shower and try to think about your clothes. I will call the pizzeria.”
“Ok.”
I went into the bathroom and had a shower, I was uncertain between two dresses: one was zebra-striped and the other was orange with a plunging neckline, no sleeves and with lace that covered all the dress.
After the shower I looked at them, then I wear a pair of shorts and a tank top, I waited with my roommate the pizza.
I ate it quickly, I was very nervous and I felt like he would never like a black girl like me.
“Why can’t I be white?”
“Because your parents are Jamaican and you are awesome.”
“I can’t choose a dress. Do you think is it better the zebra striped or the orange?”
“The orange. The zebra one is too much aggressive, you can wear it during the second date.”
“I’m not sure that there will be a second date.”
She said nothing, she always felt invisible for the guys so she was uncomfortable with this argument.
“There will be.”
She said after a while.
“Thank you, Chiara.”
I wore my orange dress, a pair of sandals with high heels and I took a bag.
“You are awesome, go and kill the man.”
I blushed.
“I’ll try. Thank you, Chia.”
I went out, Austin is already waiting for him near to my house. He wideness his eyes when he saw me.
“You are gorgeous!”
“Thank you.”
“Really, Aliya, you are awesome. Can I have the honor to spend my evening with you?”
“Sure, sir. I’m blessed by the pleasure of your company.”
He opened the car door from my side and then he sat on the driver seat.
“Where do we go?”
“At the cinema and then to see the fireworks on the beach.”
“Cool!”
I was happy, I loved the idea to be with him in same dark places: maybe we could kiss…
It seemed really a date and I was beyond happy, it was my dream came true!
-You’re a lucky girl, Aliya. Never forget that!-
Austin started the car and he drove till we reach the downtown, I was really excited and I couldn’t stay quiet, making him laughed.
“Hey, what’s up, darling?
You can’t stay quiet and I don’t know why, you know me forever.”
“Uh, I dunno.
I do it when I’m nervous, sorry.”
“Why are you nervous?”
I stayed silent for a while, I couldn’t tell him the truth, that I liked him so much that it was hard to breath next to him.
“I think that this time will be different.”
“Maybe. Here we go, this is our cinema.”
Austin parked his car and then we jumped out, he paid two tickets for an horror and then we reach the room. The film was already on, so we sat in the last row in order to not disturb the other people.
I tried to concentrate on the screen, but it was hard with him so close, I could feel his presence so much. I gave up following the film when he hold my shoulders with one his arm, I was practically on his chest, I could feel his heart beating.
The thought that it could haven’t beating if is surgery went bed froze me, it was a miracle for me to listen to that. I think that even Austin noticed there was something wrong because his hand started to caress my hair and he placed a kiss on my temple.
Why was he doing that?
I was happy and curious, were we just to friends or was it a date?
When the film finally ended we got out of the room and I saw that he was holding my hand, he saw me looking at it and try to slip away his hand, I stopped him.
I just followed my instinct, but it wasn’t so wrong because he smiled and left the hand laced to mine.
“Do you like the film?”
“Uh, yes. It was awesome!”
“Nice to know it.”
“Where do we go, now?”
“Fireworks. Do you wanna an ice-cream?”
“Yeah, why not?”
We jumped into the car and he drove it till the beach, here there were a lot o people, ready to see the fireworks. We bought our ice-creams and we found a place higher from the marina.
We sat there, he sat behind me and wrapped me in his arms.
“Why are you doing that?”
“Don’t you like it?”
“I like it a lot, but I need an explanation.”
“Why?”
I stopped looking at him and I concentrated my attention to my sandals.
“Because I love you, not just a friend. I love you more than a friend and all that you did this evening confused me and I don’t wanna be fooled. I mean I don’t wanna start to believe that maybe you like me if it’s not true.”
“Gotcha.”
We stayed silent.
“Well, it’s time for me to go.”
I said with a broken voice and I tried to get up, but he didn’t let me go.
“Aliya, do you remember my heart surgery?”
“Sure, how could I forget it? I was so scared to lose you.”
“I was scared too. Before my surgery my biggest fear was not to telling you anything about my feelings. What if I died and you’ll never know that I love you?
Then I woke up and found you lying on my body, waiting for me to get up. I was happy, very happy, but still I hadn’t to the guts to tell you everything.
I thought that you should deserved a better person than me, but, even if I try I couldn’t forget you I couldn’t.
So tonight I am trying to say everything.
I love you, Aliya.
From the first time I saw you I knew you were special and beautiful. I love your smile, your energy, the fact that you never give in everything you do. You couldn’t play guitar and then you learned and now you are a good guitarist.
So, I am basically trying to tell you that I love you and I wanna be your boyfriend.
I don’t wanna fool you.”
I was speechless, I didn’t know what to do than I hugged him as tight that I could.
“I love you, Austin.
I always wanted to be your girlfriend, but I never found the guts to ask you a date.”
He smiled and slowly started to kiss me.
I was in heaven and the fireworks were not even started!

Notes

Soooo.... this is Chia and that's my shitty face. Sorry, I aways wanted to have a little part (or not so little LOL) in one of my stories. Sorry.


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