Re: Man of my life (Love story - Not sex story, so
Taking off the tenth shirt, Charlie become more and more aggressive with himself.
-Joanieeee… Which would be good? I can’t make up my mind.
-Use your favorite one, make yourself comfortable.
-I’m not sure, can you come with me?
-No dear, this is your date, though you admit it or not. Here I give you some advice.
Charlie sit in front of Joanie with a concentrating face.
-First, be yourself, don’t try to act so much, or you may be stiff. Don’t show your interest too much, just enough.
-How is enough? I don’t know what to do.
-Ok, do you remember what Katie in the movie “John Tucker must die” did?
-She counted to three…
-Yeah, but use your mind in it, try to answer wisely… be patient, and you will have him.
-Ok ok, I’m really nervous… but I’m gonna be ok.
-Good luck, dear.
Finally, I chose a tan T-shirt, with jeans. They really match with black jacket and black Vans shoes. I look not bad, even more handsome than usual (as Joanie said). Walking to the movie front gate, I can see Jordan’s standing there, against the lamp post. He’s wearing jean jacket, black jeans, a sketch scarf and a tan T-shirt, too. Some curly hair is hanging down on his forehead and smoke is coming out from his breathe. It’s quite cold tonight. Then he turn to me, with a smile, God, you must really love this child to give him an angel’s smile.
-Hi…You come early, Charlie.
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(1, 2, 3…)Yeah, you’re even earlier.
-Yes… I don’t want you to wait for me.
-Good… (I try to be confident, but oh God, it’s difficult, I could melt anytime)
-Ha – Let’s go, I bought the tickets.
The movie is really good, (Shia is so hot, by the way haha). But this time I guess Shia can’t attract me anymore, because there’s a hot guy sitting next to me. I try to keep my eyes from his face and turn back to the screen. When Shia jumps to the train, the electric suddenly goes out. What? This couldn’t be happen, the movie is more and more fascinating.
-Are you scared? – he whispers
-No, I’m not a child… - I laugh silently
-Good, hope it will continue soon, do you like it?
-Yeah, I do… (I don’t really know what to say)
-It’s gonna be ok…
And… I feel his hand touch mine, and he holds my hand. I tremble a little, but I feel peaceful suddenly. His hand is so warm and soft. The fingers is big enough to cover mine. I couldn’t do anything but leave my hand there. He squeezes it lightly. I’ve never felt so good before. My heart says “Hey this may be the man of my life” but my head say “Be careful, you’ve just met him”. I don’t wanna think so much anymore, I just enjoy the feeling… Jesus…
The lights go on again. And I realize that I’ve been looking at his face in the dark. And he’s looking at mine too. Our face is very near, like a kiss is gonna happen. I can feel his breathe on my lips… but my face begin to blush, I feel very embarrassed so I get my hand out, and say “Let’s continue with the movie”. Call me a jerk, but I’m not sure this is right or wrong. Everything is moving so fast, I don’t wanna lose my control.
I can feel this boy is very innocent. He’s losing his control. He likes me, I can feel. But something in his mind is telling him to hold on. I can understand him, and I feel more appreciated. We’re walking out the theater. He’s talking about the movie, that how he loves the scene, the action, the script… He looks excited, and I’m happy about that. But when he realizes I’m looking at his face for such a long time with my smile. He stops it. It’s really funny. I ask him:
-Can I walk you home?
-…Ok…
-Where do you live?
-…Not too far from here…
-Charlie, may we go for another movie next time?...
-…I’m not sure. I’ll consider.
-Ok… you know what, you remind me Katie in “John Tucker must die”…
-Oh my god, really? I mean… you know that movie?
-Yeah…haha…
-I have the DVD, and I watch it several times...
-Yes, me too… uhm… you’re very cute, Charlie… be yourself
-I don’t know what you’re talking about…
His face turns red. I really wanna kiss his cheek. He looks so innocent and lovely. I can’t believe there’s an angel appearing in my life now. I don’t want him to feel awkward, so I change the topic quickly:
-It’s quite cold tonight, huh…?
-Yeah, it is…
-Do you want some hot drink? There’s a café there…
-Yeah… get me a caramel hot milk, please – he smiles, oh finally, I’m glad
-Ok, wait for me… and here you are, use my scarf. You look cold…
-Thanks, Jordan.
When I come out, he’s standing there, step up and down and slightly sing a song… He receives the milk with a big smile. Then we walk to his home. I don’t really remember what we’re talking about, the conversation flows like a river. I’ve just got some information like, he’s living with his friend, Joanie in her uncle’s house. Joanie’s uncle travels abroad for business for some years, so she takes care of the house. Charlie’s favorite music is Gwen Stefani’s, Nelly Furtado’s… some jazz, some country, and some rock… this guy seems reading a lot of books, that’s why he’s so innocent, I guess… How I love his angel’s soul… But I’m not quite sure for one thing, so I ask
-Have you had any girlfriend before?
-Ah..uhm…no… I mean, not any serious relationship… how about you?
-I had a relationship before, but I found out we don’t have much in common…
-Oh… cool… I mean, that... I…
-Haha, Charlie, I understand…
-Yeah… so this is my home…
And this is it, the final scene of “first date”. I wanna kiss him good bye so much. But I’m not sure if he’ll freak out or something. I don’t wanna lose this guy. He seems understand what’s gonna happen. Because his eyes are locking mine. We stand there, opposite to each other, his breath is blowing to my neck. I just whisper
-It’s ok, Charlie, I don’t wanna
do anything you don’t want to…
-Yeah… Good night… Jordan
-Good night…
Kissing his forehead for a sweet dream, I walk away. But he calls me.
-Jordan… Your scarf…
-Keep it, you can return it later…
-Thanks…
This guy then steps forward me. I know what he’s gonna do, so I hold him in my arms and put my lips on his slightly. There’s a sweet taste of caramel in his lips that I don’t ever wanna release them. They’re really warm. He trembles a little bit, but I hold him tighter. And then I know that’s enough for an innocent boy, so I open my eyes and look at him.
-You’re very beautiful, Charlie.
-Yeah…thanks…uhm…Good night, Jordan.
Charlie walks to his house, and I’m standing there smile with him until he close the door…
, and I have to write for a few of people who support me & wanna read my story. 
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