7 Days

(Vic’s POV)
My palms sweated like no tomorrow as I drove to airport to pick my best friend up, my stomach turned with excitement. I got to her gate early and waited for her, and as I waited for her I kept rubbing my hands against my jeans to dry my palms and checking my reflection in the mirror to make sure my hair wasn’t standing on end or magically I had gotten something on my face in the last 5 seconds from the last time I checked. I kept looking behind me at the door waiting for it to open and have her come out with her curly red hair bouncing around her smiling face. If anyone walked by and saw me they would think I was waiting to do a drug deal I was so antsy. I missed that face. I missed the looks she gave me when I didn’t make sense. I missed her voice even though I had talked to her before her flight.

When I spotted her I got out of the car and ran round to meet her half way, I grabbed the handle of her suitcase with one hand and wrapped my free arm around her pulling her into a huge hug, which she returned with a giggle and a hug back. I pulled away so not to seem too eager. Her big green eyes smiled just as bright as her smile.

“Hello darling.” she said so sweetly. She always greeted me with that no matter how we were communicating. Text, email, phone, Skype, and face to face it was always that. She leaned in again and kissed my cheek. I smiled at her and ushered her to the car. She hopped into the passenger seat and I put her suitcase and carrier on bag in the trunk of my car. As I walked to the driver side my fingertips brushed against my cheek where she had placed a kiss and my heart raced.

“Traffic might be bad so sit back, relax and we shall be to my casa in no time.” I said making her giggle. We chit chatted about her airline experience, the pros and cons of flying and how much we hate airline food. Before I got to close to my apartment I asked her if she was hungry or if she want to go and take a nap. She choose to eat. I got off two exits before mine and pulled into the parking lot of my favorite little whole in the wall. It was quiet and the food was amazing.
Being a regular customer the hostess smiled wide at me, and showed me to my favorite table. We sat down and I watched her open the menu. I ordered the same thing every single time I was here. She look so focus I started to stare at her and study everything about the amazing human being sitting in front of me. She kept going back and forth between two things, ‘Why don’t you get both and take the left over home?’ I suggested. She nodded and smiled looking back down at her menu.

We order and soon the silence overcame us. It wasn’t awkward I just didn’t know what to say to her first. She pushed of her curls behind one ear before clearing her throat; I saw her lips move, but I didn’t hear the sound.

“Huh? Sorry I spaced out.” She laughed at me as I regained my focus.

“I said how have things been? The last time we really talk about stuff you were you know a little blue.” I cracked a smile.

“Thing are better now that my best friend who is always there of me has come to keep me company.” I said wanting to kick myself after that.

“No really Vic, tell me what’s going on with you?” She was serious now. She could always tell when I was trying to brush something off.

“Har, I’ll tell you when I figure out how to express it.” I said. She nodded and changed the subject.

I couldn’t just come out and tell her that the reason I was so lonely and a little blue was because I was in love with her and I was more afraid of losing her as a friend then being with her and have something go majorly wrong. That’s if she liked me back, I don’t even know if she feels the same way for me I do for her.

“Just promise to tell me before I leave to back to Germany.” I nodded. I didn’t want her to go back to a job she hated, and ugly apartment and no friends. She Belonged here and I pray when I tell her how I feel , well if I do, she’ll decide to stay.

Notes

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