June 22nd, 2016: Idiot...
[M is short for the person’s name. The person mentioned here is a few years older than me and we have a weird connection, not really a relationship. I’m not sure myself what kind of connection it is. ]
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Because there was going to be some kind of event where me and my family were attending, we needed to get ready. I was done with cleaning the house and everyone else was ready, wearing the clothes I had ironed before and smelling goos. I sent off the children to play in another room so I could get myslef ready, too. I was standing infront of the mirror and Sina was there too, giving me tips or just casually talking to me. By the time I was done and suddenly heared some screams from my room. I went there, it was the room I sent the children off to play with each other. As I opened the door I saw why the kids were screaming: it was because the were having fun. Since Sinas husband and her cousins (M and his brother) were at ours as well, they played with the kids to entertain them until we were done.
They were throwing the kids gently on the bed and they were giggling out of fun. And they really fun, but it got me so mad- I had been cleaning these rooms for hours and here they were destroying everything.
I was really mad, but mostly at M. So I told him, I’d like to speak to him. And only him. He was sitting on the ground and refused to come. So I tried to drag him out into the corridor.
“Come om, M. Stop behaving like a child. I hate that…” when I said that he lied down on the floor. The door got closed. M smiled and laughed, but not in a mocking way.
This smoothed my mood, but I was still a little mad at him. Suddenly he swirled his legs around mine, so I couldn’t move.
“What are you doing..?” I paniked a little, because his actions always get me flustered.
“Nothing.” he replied and put his arms around them,too. Now I really panicked and started to push him but he wouldn’t budge. I tried although I knew it was useless. He was too strong and his grip was too firm.
He was still smiling, while I was now standing there totally done and frustrated with my hair in my face, trying to hide my red cheeks.
M sighed and stood up, he walked to me still smiling. He stopped right infrtont of me. Just a few centimeters of air seperating us from each other, he was still teasing. But in a gentle way.
He pulled away the strand of hair covering my face and came even a little closer. Closer to my ear.
“Naw, what is it, babe?” he said laughing into my ears. His laughter sounding like a melodie to heart and mind.
As soon as I heared him laughing, I laughed, too.
“Idiot” I called him and he pulled me in into a hug.