Creating Happy Moments

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Chapter 22 (v.1) - I Love You

Submitted: November 16, 2016

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Submitted: November 16, 2016



“Stay.” I whispered lowering my head. “Stay with me. Stay here… for the night.” Oh my God. Did I really say those?

Leo cupped my cheek and looked into my eyes intently, “Are you sure?” he whispered, his voice suddenly gave me goose bumps.

I couldn’t stand the burning intensity in his eyes so put my arms around his neck and inhaled his scent instead. Then it hit me, what his scent smells like, what it reminded me of. His scent, a hint of soap and him, smelled like home and safety. Now I’m sure. “Yes.”

“Okay. I’ll just get my things in the car. Do you want to come with me?” He asked, unsure if I can be left alone in my apartment.

I smiled at his concern but my anxiety was gone now. It was gone the moment I was my friends’ surprise. “Don’t worry. I’m okay now. I’ll call my mom while you get your things.”

“Okay.” He said, kissing my cheek. “I’ll be right back. Don’t open the door for anyone. I already know your code.” OMG. He is such a worry wart.

“Go!” I said, rolling my eyes. I tried to sound stern but I couldn’t control my smile. “I will be okay. I promise.”

He walked towards the door and winked at me before closing it.

Smiling, I stared dazedly at the door. Was this what being clingy felt like? He just got out a few moments ago and I already wanted him to come back in. I shook my head to clear my thoughts, sat on the sofa, and dialed my mom’s number.

 Her phone rang at few times before she answered it, “Hello?”

Mom never did look at her screen before answering her phone. “Mom, it’s me, Lexy.”

“Lexy! Why didn’t you pick up? I called lots of time! You said you’d call back but you didn’t! Did something happen to you? I was so worried.” Mom said, amazingly, in one breath.


“You never visit and you never call. Don’t you care about us anymore?” My mom continued.

“Mom! Wait! I’m calling now! I’m fine now. Don’t worry okay?” I said hurriedly before she could say anything.

“Did something happen to you?” She asked worriedly. I could hear tears in her voice.

I debated whether to tell her the truth or not. I couldn’t tell her the truth without saying why I got dehydrated so decided to lie about it.

“I got confined in a hospital. It was just a flu I got on vacation. It wasn’t serious and I just got out today.” I said, grimacing at my lie. I am going to hell for this.

“Oh my Lexy. Why didn’t you tell me when we last talked? I could have visited you on the hospital.” She said, crying now. “Who took care of you? My poor child…”

I shook my head and scratched my head… I think my mom worried at me more now that I’m an adult than she worried at me when I was a kid. “The doctor took care of me mom. Plus, I don’t want you to get infected.” I said, half-truth, half-lie. Leo was my doctor and he took care of me, I smiled.

“Don’t get smart with me!” She warned, gone was the doting mother, replaced by the stern one.

“But, I’m not… I’m kinda dating the doctor.” I said shyly. I could feel my cheeks reddened at my admission.

 “Oh my! That’s wonderful! I waited so long for this!” She said, switching to the proud mom.

“Mom! You sound like I’m a spinster already. I’m still young!” I complained.

“I know, I know. It’s just that it’s the first time you told me you’re dating anyone. I’m so happy and excited. So, when do we get to meet him?” she said, implicitly asking how serious the relationship is.

“Uhm…” I turned towards the door as Leo entered the apartment, and smiled instinctively, “…soon Mom. You’ll meet him soon.”

“Okay.” I heard genuine joy in her voice. “I’ll look forward to it.”

“I have to go Mom. Take care, okay? I’ll see you soon.”

“You too! Love you!”

“Love you too. Bye Mom!” I ended the call. I stood and turned and found Leo standing behind me.

“Am I going to meet your Mom soon?” He asked amusedly. He clearly overhead what I said.

I felt the blood rushed to my face, “Yeah, well… you don’t have to go if you don’t want to.”

He laughed, enjoying my discomfort, the brute! “I’d be honored.” He said cupping my face with both of his hands and looking intently into my eyes. “I love you. I’d be glad to meet your parents just as I am proud to call you my girlfriend.”

I was mesmerized by his eyes and his words and stared at him speechless. I softly traced my hands at his face and gently cupped his face. So, this strange look is what love look like. I wonder if I have the same look.

“You brought me back from the dark, Leo. You helped me accept my past - that memory that I never wanted to look back on. I was struggling to live in the moment. To grasp any semblance of happiness that was thrown my way. But now, I feel like happiness is within my reach whenever I’m with you. I never thought I could love someone or that someone could love me…”

He started to protest but I touch his lips with my finger to stop him.

“I couldn’t accept anyone’s love since I couldn’t love myself. But you changed that. You made me trust again. You made me feel safe. You gave me hope that I can be whole again. And for that I’m truly grateful. I’m sorry that I’m still not completely okay. That I have lots of baggage… but… I love you Leo Davis. Is it really okay for you to be inlove with someone like me?” I said, tears falling in my eyes. I couldn’t help the insecurity the gripped my heart. There are lots of girls more beautiful and with less emotional baggage than I. And, Leo is just…perfect.

“I love you Lexy Carter. I love how strong you are. How compassionate. How giving. What had been done to you does not define who you are... What you’ve been through affected the choices that you made. And you chose to be a good person. A smart, kind-hearted, funny, and breathtakingly beautiful person. I fell inlove that person, knowing the imperfections.” He said, gently wiping my tears.

I closed my eyes and brought my lips to him. I kissed him passionately. I poured my soul into the kiss, hoping that he could feel how he healed its broken pieces. He kissed me with equal fire too. I may be new to kissing but this couldn’t compare to all the romantic scenes that I’ve watched nor any romantic stories that I’ve read. I felt our bond become tangible, real and pulsing. It was electrifying.

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