“I am sorry for everything, can you forgive me?” I proudly flash her, a smile.
“Yes, of course I can and I am also sorry.” She smiles and I say,
“I know that my friendship with Michael is a sensitive issue and from now on I will be considerate to your feelings. I hated being apart from you. My drama has opened my eyes to see what is most important in life.” Katharine’s face swirls full of emotion and I gaze and wonder why?
“Have you heard from, Adrian?” She says sympathetically. I again hold onto the black diamond necklace as I fill Katharine in on my recent telephone call with Adrian.
“That is, bullshit! He clearly loved you.” Katharine says very firmly. I feel uneasy and my heart begins to ache as I remember his words.
“I don’t know anymore and I am beginning to think that it was all a lie. I have amazing memories of our time together; I don’t want them to fade because I fear that they might be all that I have left of him.” Katharine wrinkles her forehead head and she looks irritated. I push back my hair from my face and I hold in a tear. Katharine notices my despair and she quickly tries to comfort me.
“I wouldn’t worry about him, he will be back. No matter what he says, he loves you. I know that it is hard and I can tell that you are hurting. However, you have so many people around you, everyone is routing for you. Alanna Hart, you are a strong, independent, confident, young woman. You are destined to have your dreams fulfilled.”
The next morning I wake early and head out for my long day of classes. I walk briskly down the hallway and I stumble into the class. My face flushes hot and I quickly march up the back and take a seat. I take out my books and I hear a buzzing sound from my phone. I take out my white Blackberry and I am stunned to see that I have an email from Adrian. My heart races and I cannot wait to read his words. I slide the phone open and I click onto the email app.
“Excuse me, Miss Hart no phones in class.” I turn around and I see Mrs Malcolm staring at me. I force out a smile and I quickly put my phone back into my bag. I lean back in my chair and try to focus on the lecture. However, my mind is taken over by the looming email. I wonder what he wants. Has he decided to change his mind and come back to me? Alternatively, is he simply just emailing to let me know that he has moved on? There are many possibilities and I have no idea which one I am concluded on. My writing and concentration is deeply flawed as I wait for class to finish. My foot is taping loudly against the leg of the chair and I am aware that the sound is irritating some of the other students. I turn around and I see a guy make a disapproving look towards me, I automatically stop the irritating action and briefly flash the guy an apologetic smile. He rolls his eyes at me - which I find rather rude. I again focus on my paper with not much will power. When the bell rings to signal the end of class, I am the first student out the room. I rush down the hallway and I head back to my room. I open the door and I am astonished when I see, Adrian. My heart skips a beat, as I stare at him. I take in his looks, which I have missed so much. His light chocolate hair is tousled and I find it odd that he is not wearing a suit. Instead, he has on, dark blue jeans and a dark grey coat with black glossy buttons, the collar is turned up, and it gently caresses his neck. Underneath he has on a black shirt, his gorgeous face is mesmorising and I cannot stop gaping at him. His glowing green eyes astound me and I cannot say word. He stands motionless as he sees me walk in and I manage to close the door behind me. I still do not have the breath to speak, he looks at me and I melt. I gently slip my bag onto the floor, Adrian takes two massive strides, and he is now right in front of me. I tilt my head back so that I look up at him. He does not say a word and he does not have to, because I know exactly what he is thinking. With one swift move he pulls me towards him, his hands are on my face and now his lips are on mine. His kiss is captivating and I missed it so much. He slides his hand down my back and then he moves it into my hair. He slips off my hair tie, my blonde curls fall loosely down my back, and I am frozen by his touch. He pulls back from me and I cannot open my eyes, I fear that this may all be just a dream. However, I feel his hand again on my face and I am forced to open my eyes. Adrian is gazing down at me with one hand on my face and the other is intertwined in my shaky hand. He smirks at me, I dumfounded by his presence, he leans in again, and his kiss is softer than before. I wait for him to pull back but he does not. I love this feeling and I do not want it to end. However, I need to know why he is here. I have so many questions that I need to ask him and I am a little mad that he said he never loved me. I take my hand from his and I place it on his chest, I push him away gently and he quickly pulls back. He looks stunned by my action and I can see that he is not happy.