This is an original story and all similarities in names, places, etc, alive or otherwise, are pure coincidences.
Title: To Love Again...Part 2 Author: Pigs Fly sensual_dude2000@yahoo.com Date: April 24, 2001 08:40
"Well, yeah! It will be so cool to live here rather than the dump I am staying in right now", he flashed that dazzling smile again. Wow, he was really gorgeous! This must be a dream came true!
"So, you are comparing my place with a "dump", huh?" I pretended to be hurt at his comparison.
"No, no, that's not what I mean", he shouted out quickly. He looked so miserable and confused that I couldn't really continue to tease him.
"Relax, buddy. I was just teasing you", I laughed out loud. Man, this was life! I had not even cracked a smile since Anthony's death DAYS ago and now here I was laughing like there would be no tomorrow. If this was the kind of life that we would be having as roommates, it would not be long before I had died of excessive laughter and happiness, a feeling I had avoided since Anthony's death.
"Okay, you win! Man, I thought for a second that I had ruined my chance to be with y...uhh, I mean, to live here with you", he suddenly changed his mind and said something else, I was sure.
"Oh, okay", I answered, the atmosphere was pretty tense now. Finally though, he broke the ice by asking about the rent. Well, I was lucky that this apartment was mine because Anthony stated in his will that it had to be so after his death. I also inherited all his money, so I knew that I was so fortunate. We settled on one reasonable rent and he told me he would be moving in next week after his current lease was over. Man, I could hardly wait for this week to be over!
I took my shower and went to work while Anthony promised to stay until I returned tonight and drove him to his apartment. I also made him promise not to go anywhere until he was fine again, at least one more day of rest. I didn't want him to be beaten again. Frankly speaking, I didn't want this hunk to die and then I would lose him before we even got to know each other better. Plus, he would be moving in with me in just seven days.
Seven days passed by real slow and it seemed like it would never arrive. Most of the time, I would be moping at home, or if I was at work, I could not stop thinking and wishing that he would move in soon enough. Gosh, I must had a HUGE crush on him!!! All my thoughts were revolving around him and just the image of him in my mind would cause me to smile like a silly little boy.
Finally though, the long wait was over and Ted moved in to live with me. Our days passed by with us chatting up the storm late into the night. He was really funny, friendly and intelligent, not to mention that he was such a MAJOR HUNK. I would always have this silly little dream that we were more than just friends. I wish!!! However, I was glad that he was here with me. I guess I had to move on with my life sooner or later and having a roommate would be the first step to recovery. We would talk so much that I would not even remember my pain and loss. In addition to that, I knew that I was falling hard for him. Of course, he had some vices as well. He would be reading some magazines in the living room and just left them on the floor for days. At first, I would clean up after him, but I soon got tired of doing it. So I told him to pick them up when he had finished. Sometimes, he would remember to, other times, well...he just happened to forget. How convenient! All in all, we were still good roommates and I was really happy to have him with me.
Without realizing it, two weeks had passed by since Ted first moved in to live with me. We had been having too much fun together. It was going to be Christmas soon, my favorite season of the year. Hence, I planned to buy Ted a Christmas gift after work today. I always loved this part of the season. It was so much joy shopping for gifts. I bought some silly-looking nightdress for mum and a matching pyjama for dad. I could just picture mum in it and dad frowning at my gift, which was getting sillier as the years passed by, but I knew he would love it even though he would rather die than admit it to anyone. Next came the presents for my grandma Bess, mum's mother, the eldest one who was still alive and blessed her for that, my brother, Peter, and also my two maternal uncles, both of them older than mum, and their families. Peter and Jessica, his wife, with my nephew, Brian, and niece, Christine. Uncle Joe, aunt Maria and company: seven children and 11 grandchildren; Uncle Kurt, aunt Beth and "private limited": one child and 3 grandchildren. Each year at Christmas, I would be so busy trying to think of the goofiest presents that I could come up with and I would end up purchasing more than needed. Anthony was still alive then and we would always choose the gifts together, except when I was buying something for him and he for me. The thought of going alone this year was supposed to dampen my spirit, but I was too absorbed in the planning of what to buy for Ted, "my lover"--what I liked to call him in my heart. :)
I had so many bags in hand after three hours of roaming around in the mall that I decided to rest for a while before continuing. I took a seat at a nearby bench, which was fortunately empty at this time of the year, and put all the shopping bags on the floor. Suddenly, a hand crept up my shoulder from behind and I was so startled that I kicked my legs up in the air, and a few of the bags in front of me was sent high up on the air and all the contents out was thrown out onto the floor. I was furious as I quickly stepped forward to gather my stuff, and there he was, "my lover," laughing and helping me to put the scattered gifts back into the bags. Well, just you smile for a little while more, you good looking hunk! I would give you a piece of my mind soon enough to wipe that smug grin off your handsome face, and you would then realize that it was not funny after all. But I was smiling myself, though I was kind of upset.
When everything was collected, I stood up and was preparing to shoot my mouth off. However, he must had planned this carefully because he put on that pitiful, goofy, pleading look that just melted my heart. Grrrrrrr, I would have to enroll in college and take a course on how to resist his sexy look. Then maybe we would be on equal parring. He was so irresistible, as always. I had to laugh out loud despite of the irritation and embarrassment that he had caused me by shocking me like that. I had to get back at him next time; just you wait, you handsome devil! You would know that I was not so nice and kind to be you after all. I just could not wait to think of something equally shocking to teach "my lover" a lesson. It would have to be of similar intensity, or better.
Anyway, there he was with that pleading look that just seemed so silly that I had to laugh. Apparently, he had calculated this step because he burst out himself. We ended up rolling with laughter, oblivious to the stares of fellow shoppers. After a while, we sobered up and I picked up the shopping bags on the floor. Fortunately, he knew how to be a good person after that surprise he gave me by helping me with some of my bags.
"What are you doing here?" I asked him, curious since he was not holding anything other than my bags.
"I had just arrived at the mall, dude. I was planning on buying something for my parents for Christmas. I do not have any siblings and no relatives either, so I do not have to buy so much stuff that seemed so funny when they were all over the floor," he grinned at me again. How sexy!
"Hey, watch it, stud. You will not like it when I take my revenge on you," I retorted, indignant.
"Oh, please! I am sooooo scared," he laughed at me.
"Oh, well! Just you wait and see. You will regret not asking for my mercy right now," I replied, feeling more indignant.
"Ohhh, okay! I am sorry; forgive me, please...," his voice was thick with sarcasm and teasing.
"Well, just you wait!" I laughed despite feeling a bit more irritated. How could he be so calm and cool? Does he really mean to wait for my "attack"? Well, he asked for it.
After a half hour had passed, Ted had bought the presents he needed and I was done for the day too, and I had found the perfect gift for Ted, without him knowing. :) We walked to the parking lot and we drove home in our respective car.
Well, part 2 is over and all comments are welcome. My e-mail address is: sensual_dude2000@yahoo.com Thanks for reading! I will try my best to finish part 3 as soon as possible. :)