I order a mocha cappuccino and as it is handed to me I watch Chad arrive in casual clothes with his hair messy.
—But what are you doing here and with those appearances.
—Day of rest and well you see I want to feel a little free and well that's how I dress. and what are you doing here ?
—Resting from the hustle and bustle of work, apart from the fact that there is a person who does not make me feel uncomfortable with his presence.
—You're still going on with that, get that idea out of your head.
—I can't, I know he has something going on and no one can get that out of my mind, you would be the same with a person who gives you a bad vibe.
-Well, you are right on that.
They give me the mocha and I leave expecting to find an Uber outside the cafeteria but I am surprised to see it outside there.
Matthew leans against the car, takes off his sunglasses and walks towards me.
—Since you found the address—I kiss him, and his hand intertwines with mine.
—Talk to Chad—Frowns.
—No, I can't believe you, you talking to him.
I laughed at his response.
"Well, even if you don't believe it, yes!" he exclaims, pouting. how was your day?
—I talked to my dad but I don't know, I felt strange, he must be hiding something from me.
Matthew listens to me but abruptly changes the conversation. “How about we go to a skating rink,” he comments, joining us in the circle.
—I would love to but noI know how to skate.
—I'll be there to teach you, come on, let's go.
I nod my head and we head towards the track, everything is closed, there are too many people, some were with their partners, others were falling and laughing at that.
"What size shoes do you have?" he asks.
He looked away andsediment in his eyes—Calzo size four and a half
Very kindly they gave us the skates, we went to a bank toput it on, I get up and hold onto Damien's shoulder firmly, I laugh to myself, I'm anxious and a little afraid, what if I fall? I don't want to make a fool of myself like that day I met him.
He takes me by both hands when entering, with fear I slide very carefully and see how he lets go of my right hand.
"No Matthew, don't let me go," I say with fear.
—I won't do it. Don't you trust me?
"Of course yes," I blurt out, without hesitation I would leave my life in his hands, my heart if I could give him even my thoughts I would give them to him.
At one point I see Matthew ahead of me, I slide alone trying to reach him, we looked like two little children playing chase with each other.
In a moment I notice how Matthew falls to the floor, I run to reach him with some stumbles.
“Matthew,” I shout, worried.
He didn't respond, he didn't move, I started screaming over and over again while shaking his body... He started laughing loudly.
— You believed it — He mocks, slapping his thighs.
— It's not funny Styles, you really went too far — I get upset —, next time I won't pay any attention to you.
I leave the track as best I can, how dare you do this to me, it really scared me, I put my shoes back on and hurried outside, the cold at night is very icy, but I could resist like this, I cross my arms , I take out a cigarette to place it on my lips, damn I didn't have a lighter.
—What were you about to do Julia? —Matthew asks, taking the cigarette out of my mouth.
— It's not obvious, I'm about to smoke, but I don't have anything to light it with.
—Hey, forgive me for what happened in there, I didn't think you'd be angry—he lowers his gaze.
— I worry about you Matthew, it's not fair that you scare me like that.
—I'm sorry, I promise I won't do it again—he rests his head on my shoulder, his breathing is labored, apparently he had run to catch up with me.
I take his face in my hands and kiss him very delicately, this time I wanted to feel his soft and fleshy lips on my mouth, to feel how each particle moved to form the perfect kiss in an imperfect moment before our fight, our kiss went up a notch. Little more, now I'm leaning against a wall, his subtle lips go down my neck, I shudder at his touch.
“For Matthew,” I whisper agitatedly.
- Because? Maybe you don't like how I make you feel.
"Yes, but... we're on the street and people see us," I murmur, my voice breaking.
— I could fuck you right now, I don't care if others see us.
"Matthew, please stop... I want you to do it but somewhere more intimate," I moan.
— You turn me on every time you kiss me, I honestly can't stop and I don't want to do it right now, — he bites in the middle of my nipples.
— Please stop, do it for me, we can fuck somewhere else but not here — I separate his face slightly and we go straight to the car.