Post by charlieluby on Jul 31, 2006 0:44:55 GMT 10
Luka POV:
Today, Abby was coming home, back to my home. I had spent ages getting everything ready for her. Making sure there were no odd smells or dirty laundry anywhere. Tidying up. I had decided to let her sleep in my bed, on her own of course although I wish sometimes she was with me but that’s not the point. She needs to rest and revitalise. They need her back at work and she knows that and wants to get better soon so she can do so. Another Doctor helps her into the car as I place her bags in the boot. She has barely any stuff with her at all from the hospital. I closed the boot and smiled as I saw her rummaging around in her purse for some gum. I climbed into the driver seat and turned on the engine. She lifted her arm up to do up her seatbelt and then realised it was in a sling. She sighed. Poor Abby. She was helpless in so many ways. She looked at me embarrassed.
“You don’t have to ask,” I said and then got reminded of something she said to me not so long ago. ‘You don’t have to talk’. That night was so special to me. She probably thought I was just in it for one reason but the truth was I had fallen head over heals for her and I hadn’t even planned it happening. It just did. I turned off the engine and leaned over fasten her seatbelt. I felt her take a breath in, she was almost as nervous as I was. What nearly happened before scared us both I think. I mean we are so comfortable with each other, we know each other so well and I think we just fell back into that familiar state. She was feeling so vulnerable. Afterwards, when the Nurse had finally left I felt a wave of guilt, like I was taking advantage of her. Although deep down I knew it was mutual. No stop this Luka, I think. You can’t have feelings for her again. Can you? I lean back over to my side and start the engine.
“Thanks,” she says simply and I look over to her and smile. Ok maybe I can.
ABBY POV:
He unlocks the apartment door and opens it for me, placing my bags down on the floor. I close the door behind me. I look up and smile at him. I suddenly realise I’m staring at her and look away embarrassed.
“Ok, um, the Doctor said you need lots of rest so you can go and lie down if you want. I’ve made up your bed,” he says and walks towards his bedroom door. Why is he going in there, should I follow? No, Abby your not his girlfriend anymore, he needs his privacy. He suddenly turns round and looks at me.
“Are you coming?” he says chuckling. Oh maybe I should follow him then. I walk into his bedroom. It’s all made up with brand new sheets. It’s clean, tidy.
“Ok, these are new sheets so don’t worry, I’ve only napped on them once so they wont smell of me or anything,” he says. Damn, hold on. Am I sleeping in here? Where is he going to sleep?
“Luka, am I sleeping in here?” he laughs, “Um, yeah, why? Oh hold on, don’t worry I’m not sleeping with you, I mean like, why do I always say that. I mean like in this bed with you. I’m sleeping on the couch. Don’t worry!” he says. Is he kidding?
“Don’t worry? Luka, you can’t sleep on the couch! I’m the visitor and I should take what ever is available not turf you out of your own bed. No, I’ll take the couch!” I say decidedly. He shakes his head.
“My mind is made up, you’re sleeping in here. Plus, what happens if I go through one of my insomnia phases and I want a drink. I wouldn’t want to disturb your sleep. My mind is made up. Now let me unpack your stuff. Take a seat,” he says. I stutter. He smiles at me and walks over towards me. What is he doing? He takes my hand and sits down on the bed pulling me down with him. I chuckle and nod. He gets up and unzips my bag.
Forty-five minutes later…
“Ok, where do you want me to put you socks? Which draw?” he says smiling at my bed socks with the cows on. I roll my eyes.
“Er, second draw, are you sure you don’t need any help?” I say feeling guilty lying here. I mean this guy saves my life, offers me a place to stay, gives me his bed and unpacks for me. How…sweet.
“No, you stay there. Ok, what have I got here?” he says rummaging around my bag. I giggle. He pulls out my…oh no my bras and thongs. Cringe.
“Oh,” he says reddening. I giggle hysterically as he blushes profoundly. He looks at me confused as toy why I am laughing. He sits down next to me.
“Luka, its only underwear. You don’t need to be embarrassed. Its not like you haven’t seen my underwear before. In fact if I remember rightly, you used to enjoy taking mine off!” I say giggling. He chuckles and nods.
“Yeah, I don’t remember you complaining back then. In fact you used to be more pushy than I was!” he says and I laugh remembering. I look at him and he looks up at me. I beam up at him.
“Ok, which draw do you want the bra and panties to go in?” he says examining them in detail.
“The second I think with the socks.”
Today, Abby was coming home, back to my home. I had spent ages getting everything ready for her. Making sure there were no odd smells or dirty laundry anywhere. Tidying up. I had decided to let her sleep in my bed, on her own of course although I wish sometimes she was with me but that’s not the point. She needs to rest and revitalise. They need her back at work and she knows that and wants to get better soon so she can do so. Another Doctor helps her into the car as I place her bags in the boot. She has barely any stuff with her at all from the hospital. I closed the boot and smiled as I saw her rummaging around in her purse for some gum. I climbed into the driver seat and turned on the engine. She lifted her arm up to do up her seatbelt and then realised it was in a sling. She sighed. Poor Abby. She was helpless in so many ways. She looked at me embarrassed.
“You don’t have to ask,” I said and then got reminded of something she said to me not so long ago. ‘You don’t have to talk’. That night was so special to me. She probably thought I was just in it for one reason but the truth was I had fallen head over heals for her and I hadn’t even planned it happening. It just did. I turned off the engine and leaned over fasten her seatbelt. I felt her take a breath in, she was almost as nervous as I was. What nearly happened before scared us both I think. I mean we are so comfortable with each other, we know each other so well and I think we just fell back into that familiar state. She was feeling so vulnerable. Afterwards, when the Nurse had finally left I felt a wave of guilt, like I was taking advantage of her. Although deep down I knew it was mutual. No stop this Luka, I think. You can’t have feelings for her again. Can you? I lean back over to my side and start the engine.
“Thanks,” she says simply and I look over to her and smile. Ok maybe I can.
ABBY POV:
He unlocks the apartment door and opens it for me, placing my bags down on the floor. I close the door behind me. I look up and smile at him. I suddenly realise I’m staring at her and look away embarrassed.
“Ok, um, the Doctor said you need lots of rest so you can go and lie down if you want. I’ve made up your bed,” he says and walks towards his bedroom door. Why is he going in there, should I follow? No, Abby your not his girlfriend anymore, he needs his privacy. He suddenly turns round and looks at me.
“Are you coming?” he says chuckling. Oh maybe I should follow him then. I walk into his bedroom. It’s all made up with brand new sheets. It’s clean, tidy.
“Ok, these are new sheets so don’t worry, I’ve only napped on them once so they wont smell of me or anything,” he says. Damn, hold on. Am I sleeping in here? Where is he going to sleep?
“Luka, am I sleeping in here?” he laughs, “Um, yeah, why? Oh hold on, don’t worry I’m not sleeping with you, I mean like, why do I always say that. I mean like in this bed with you. I’m sleeping on the couch. Don’t worry!” he says. Is he kidding?
“Don’t worry? Luka, you can’t sleep on the couch! I’m the visitor and I should take what ever is available not turf you out of your own bed. No, I’ll take the couch!” I say decidedly. He shakes his head.
“My mind is made up, you’re sleeping in here. Plus, what happens if I go through one of my insomnia phases and I want a drink. I wouldn’t want to disturb your sleep. My mind is made up. Now let me unpack your stuff. Take a seat,” he says. I stutter. He smiles at me and walks over towards me. What is he doing? He takes my hand and sits down on the bed pulling me down with him. I chuckle and nod. He gets up and unzips my bag.
Forty-five minutes later…
“Ok, where do you want me to put you socks? Which draw?” he says smiling at my bed socks with the cows on. I roll my eyes.
“Er, second draw, are you sure you don’t need any help?” I say feeling guilty lying here. I mean this guy saves my life, offers me a place to stay, gives me his bed and unpacks for me. How…sweet.
“No, you stay there. Ok, what have I got here?” he says rummaging around my bag. I giggle. He pulls out my…oh no my bras and thongs. Cringe.
“Oh,” he says reddening. I giggle hysterically as he blushes profoundly. He looks at me confused as toy why I am laughing. He sits down next to me.
“Luka, its only underwear. You don’t need to be embarrassed. Its not like you haven’t seen my underwear before. In fact if I remember rightly, you used to enjoy taking mine off!” I say giggling. He chuckles and nods.
“Yeah, I don’t remember you complaining back then. In fact you used to be more pushy than I was!” he says and I laugh remembering. I look at him and he looks up at me. I beam up at him.
“Ok, which draw do you want the bra and panties to go in?” he says examining them in detail.
“The second I think with the socks.”