The first bell of the seventh dawn mass has rung. it's three in the morning and they're still up, in a video call, a hundred kilometers apart. It's their tenth month anniversary, the twenty-third of December. In exchange of jokes, quotes, stories, pranks, silly thoughts and everything else in between, time quickly passed by. The clock has stuck, the cock has crowed, and off to bed they must go. Said their goodbyes, amid sweet sighs, they log out, log off and shut down. Off to sweet slumber she goes, but a restless mind he tows. He wants to see her and he can't wait for the morning to shine on him. The beating of his unruly heart can be heard across the room, his emotions are running wild. He hasn't been this excited in awhile. Once again, he's got this big plan, this big scheme to hatch. But it must wait, for it's early morn and he must rest. Off to bed, lay his head, and slumber came upon him instantly.
But a tired body and a dreaming mind has slept too long, and awoke a little late than planned. He was supposed to be up at Eight - for he had chores to do, things to clean, and errands to run. He was supposed to leave at One - for he had a ride to catch, the traffic to beat, and the day to chase. He was supposed to be there at Three - for the had a curfew to follow, leave at Six and be home by Seven. But he woke up at One cleaned, ate and did all chores till Three. There wasn't really any time left for him to see her. To go or not to go? That is the question. Time and Lady Luck is not on his side, and everything else stands in his way. The risk was too high, the chances are low. Everything was not going the way he planned, and it seems everything is over.
He got on the last ride headed to the City, it was four in the afternoon. From there, he will take a ride hitting the expressway. It will usually take an hour and a half to reach his destination, but Traffic, Time and People extended his trip to two hours. The moment he got off, he rushed to the nearest bakeshop and bought a small cake, the best-looking one he saw in the display. Without skipping a heartbeat, he rushed to another ride en route to her house. It was six in the evening by this time, the clouds were dark, the wind was cold and the Traffic did not help him get to her faster. This was all happening, without him telling her a single clue nor a warning, he wanted it to be a surprise. All this time, they were exchanging text messages, as if nothing was happening. His heart was beating so fast, he wanted to see the look of her face when she sees him.
He called her up as he was walking on the street of her house, starting a common conversation. He asked her to come out, but she wondered why, saying there's nothing to do nor see outside. He insisted, but she hesitated. He hung up, and just called her out. She came out. The surprise and shock on her face was priceless, but a smile mixed with laughter and awe was quick to trace it. She thought she was dreaming. She was too intoxicated with the feeling. There were random laughters and looks of disbelief, she was caught off-guard and unprepared. Exactly what he wanted: Her happiness and surprise. They hugged and kissed, but she was embarrassed by the way she looked. She was not prepared and was dressed in house clothes. But he held her close and kissed her lips, saying that he did not care about the way she looked, dressed, smelled or any other else; he just wanted to be with her.
He just wanted to be with the girl he loved, he just wanted to kiss and hug her. He wanted to see her, regardless of the risks, the time, and the distance. Every ounce of effort was worth it. Every sweat, energy and money spent did not matter. The moment he saw her smile and beautiful eyes, nothing ever mattered. Her hug melted his heart, her kiss was priceless, unique in every way. It was sweet, filled with such emotion and love. He held her body close, he cannot resist her amazing body. He hugged her tightly and cherished the moment, wishing he could stay a bit longer.
Fifteen minutes passed and he had to go. If time could only stop, he would've stopped it. But it continued ticking and will not slow down. It was short, but sweet. They walked hand in hand, towards the station, kissed and bade goodbye. He didn't know if he'll get punished for this, but he was more than willing to take his chances. It was all worth the trouble, the effort and hassle. He rode home, with a smile on his face and a happy heart. The stars shone on him and the moon was nodding, once again, in approval. He got what he wanted this Christmas. He got it early, Ten months in advance.
A Happy Christmas.
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