READ PART 1 HERE: Loving Silently
Remember when Noah said Taken was going to be great? Well, it was. Liam Neeson was all perfect to have played the role of a Secret Service agent. The two-hour cinematic experience was really just a two-hour nerve-wracking session.
Catching the movie with Noah was more of the appetizer of the night because the highlight of the night was our friend, Lucas's farewell dinner. We’d thought that catching the movie before dinner would be the best since Noah had bugged me for days to watch it together.
“Here’s to Lucas and him finding success in Australia,” a friend of ours toasted mid-dinner. Everyone took a sip of their drinks while I just put mine down.
Noah took notice of my untouched iced-lemon tea and cleared his throat while slightly leaning towards me before whispering, “It’s common courtesy to drink the beverage in your hand when toasted. And you’ve barely drunk since we sat down. Nobody’s trying to poison you.”
“No, it’s just that..”I looked around before whispering even softer, “I have to pee.”
“Well, then go pee!” he whispered back aggressively.
“I can’t! If I stand up right now, everyone will watch my skirt pop open!” I explained, trying to sound calm.
He looked at me with an expressionless face, as if I had just told a lame joke. But it was more of a “Seriously?” kind of face. Yeah, Noah, this is what you get for wanting to look pretty in a skirt. I squiggled in my seat and crossed my legs tightly before continuing my pasta indulgence. The carbonara was already making me a little thirsty but all I could do was look at my drink that is already filled up to the brim because of the melted ice.
Noah started to slurp his drink loudly with his straw and I started to have goosebumps all over my body.
"Is this enough motivation for you to get up and pee yet?" he asked teasingly while biting his straw.
I hate this man so much. But I also like him a little too much, so really, the joke is on me.
A little more into the minute, someone called for a group picture by the empty space with decorations that were behind me. God must've heard my silent prayer because this would be the perfect opportunity for me to fix my skirt and go pee!
The table cleared out pretty quickly and I was the only awkward leaf left at the table. Everyone was drowned in conversations with their backs against mine, you could barely tell I was missing from the crowd. I looked around before quickly fixing the opened buttons on my skirt. One pop, two pop. But, the tricky part's just begun. I had to stand without any more buttons popping and get up quietly from the heavy chair that would sound whale-like if I dragged it. I stood up normally anyway, expecting the chair to "whale" out, but it didn’t. I got up perfectly fine without a sound.
I turned to look at my chair, only to see Noah’s right hand on it. He must've pulled my chair for me. He was standing sideways, talking to a friend on his right as he continued to lean against my chair with his right hand on the chair for support. He looked at me with an innocent smile and turned his gaze back to the friend.
I smiled to myself like an idiot in love. Well actually, I am an idiot in love. An idiot who’s been crushing hard on her best friend for years.
An idiot who was too blind to see that her best friend is crushing hard on her too.
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