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Darien and I were getting dressed for our plans...mountain climbing. He looked over at me as I was buttoning up my coat.
“You’re wearing /that/ ?” he asked, looking at my shorts
“Well, it’s not even that cold...” I added, “Besides, I don’t even like pants.” muttered
He laughed and carried me out to the living room. Those little trips in his arms made me feel content with my life. I was always looking for less commitment with men each night, but that was the only thing I needed. Looking back at my love life, I don’t remember why I was so scared to love someone the way Darien loved me.
“What are we having for breakfast?” I asked
He looked down at me and smiled, “Anything you want!”
I smiled and bit my lip,“Well, I don’t know...I’m not even hungry...”
“You have to eat, Vol! It’s the most important meal of the day..”
“I swear sometimes you sound like my dad...ugh..” I rolled my eyes and laughed
He took the car keys and drove to a small french cafe. “Ooh! Crepes! I’m starving..” I added, eyes widened.
“I thought you said you weren’t--”
I was already at a table when he realized I wasn't there. A waiter came by, “Bonjour! Welcome to Jetaime Cafe. What would you like to drink?”
Darien smirked when he heard his french accent. I nudged his elbow. “Uhm, two coffees please.”
Once the waiter left, I laughed with Darien. “That guy sounds...stupid!”
We kept giggling like school kids as the waiter came every five minutes to check up on our refills. Darien and I would purposely finish our coffee, just so our french waiter could come back.
“That is it! We are out of coffee!” the waiter also had a short temper.
“Fine...” we laughed
We were at the very bottom of the mountain ; nowhere close to halfway.
“Are we there yet?” I whined
“We’re not even close!”
I threw a snowball at his bosom, laughing at his facial expression. “Hey!!!”
“It’s not my fault..you were in my way...” I giggled
He threw one at my chest, “You were in my way too!”
I don’t know how long that lasted, but we were too tired to continue our climb. We were enjoying this mountain adventure ; acting like complete dorks and embarrassing each other in public. It felt right. For once, I felt as if I was genuinely happy doing something outdoors, sober. I was sober. and there was no 'intercourse' involved.
"FINALLY!" I shouted.
We were now at the top of the mountain. It took us about two hours. Darien and I kept stopping for pictures and retakes after seeing 90% of them were..'derps' as they called them on tumblr.
[ flor ; haha tumblr ref! ]
"Let's take another picture!"
"No! My phone is almost dead.. and you threw my camera off the mountain.."He frowned a little.
Oops. I guess I owe him a camera.
"Fine." I added, "let's use my phone. I'll get my pmsing photographer a camera tomorrow."
He rolled his eyes playfully. "Pmsing? Really?"
I nodded and laughed.
"As if you're any better."
I furrowed my eyebrows, "What?! Repeat what you just said. I dare you. Just say it."
He looked nervous once he saw my death glare. Mission accomplished.