Okay! Let me officially announce it to you. I AM IN LOVE! I know what y'all are thinking. Oh, he said he hated Adrian... He said he was bothersome... He said he didn't like him..., he said this... he said that..., I know what I said, okay? Maybe the only mistake I did was judge him before getting to know him. I should have known better than to judge a book by its cover before opening it. Let's move on. *ahem*
It has been almost a month into Adrian and my relationship. He has been good to me and we have grown to know each other. The more I stay with him, the more I realize that he is a good man. He's not only gorgeous but we'll mannered, caring and all. Anyone would be lucky to be his. Such, it is no wonder that I fell for him.
After I realised and accepted my feelings for him (Okay, Adrian, after I noticed and accepted my feelings for Adrian, I think I became happier and freer. I would laugh more and I enjoyed his company. I'm glad that I accepted his quest for friendship. I think I needed this.
Anyway, days passed to weeks then to months and my birthday was drawing nearer and I fell for Adrian more. Beau was so excited about it that one would think it was her birthday about to be celebrated. She had invited all her friends from school and all was set.
Since our house was small, we were to have the party at dad's eatery and Adrian took it upon himself to help Beau with the plans. Dad insisted that the party had to start early and end by six of the evening. I didn't care as long as I turned twenty-two because it seemed like I would be let in on so many secrets.
A week before the D-day, Adrian asked me out (for a date. Ha! Ha! Ha! Don't tell him I said it's for a date. He doesn't know what I think about him. Okay? Okay. Thank you.) and I accepted. He took me to the same mountain top and I started thinking that maybe this guy had no sense of romance.
How could he take me to the same place twice? Boooooring!
This time, there were no snacks or food. There wasn't even a blanket for us to sit on. He pointed at some neatly arranged stones (I swear they weren't here the last time we were here) and asked me to sit. He then looked at me after we were comfortable and started talking.
"Gael, there are many reasons I brought you here today. I want you to promise me that whatever I say or whatever happens, you won't get angry, judge me, or leave me," he said seriously and I had this foreboding feeling. I felt like something big was about to happen and I didn't trust my own voice and so I just nodded.
"Say it. I want to hear you speak."
"I promise. I won't get angry, judge you or leave you," I said. If only he knew. Where would I get the energy to leave him? My heart, body and soul had already been stolen by him even without him trying.
"Look at me," he said and I did. It's like I was under compulsion of some kind to do what he wanted. "I love you Gael. I have loved you from the first day I saw you. It was love at first sight. And no. It isn't the 'I want to be your friend' kind of love. It's the 'I want to spend the rest of my Iife with you as my better half' type of love," He looked at me and I swear I had a blank look by then because I couldn't believe what I heard. (What did he say? He loves me too? Uhuuuuuuuuu! Ahem. Sorry.)
I just couldn't believe that the man I was dreaming about day in day out was also in love with me. (Aawww! I know you are all Jealous of me, right?)
When I didn't say anything, he continued, "You don't have to say anything. I know you weren't expecting it."
Dude, yeah I wasn't expecting it but if you knew.