Chapter 10 Our Firsts

• The dishes were cleared away. I snuggled back and finally picked up the remote to put on Netflix. I wanted to stay mad at Elio for forcing me to take my medication but I was melting away very quickly. It was drizzling out, making the setting even more amazing for me. So many movies popped out, the door opening with Elio walking in. He slipped into the bed and nearly had me giggle as he adjusted my heating pad. He removed the one at the back and turned it off before holding my body so possessively.
• My body was pulled into him with such ease. It took everything in me not to moan. I loved that he did not ask, he just did what he wanted with me. He adjusted the heating pad again. My pain was long forgotten, him my painkiller as I drowned in absolute bliss.
• I could not function for the longest time, just settling into his chest which was the most amazing thing ever in the world. His chest was hard and warm, feeling so safe, so comfortable and so adored if I dared to even say. What was this man doing to me? Ruining me for all other men surely.
• My hands shook, it taking everything in me to continue scrolling through. My mind wasn’t there and I just could not find anything to watch. Browsing through Netflix was exhausting and when Elio was there, it was nearly impossible to find anything.
• I just kept scrolling, watching trailers with nothing good enough to be the first movie I watched with him. His body shifted now and again, feeling him get agitated until he spoke up.
• “What do you want to watch?” His voice was deep it turned my brain to soup. I fought through his spell and thought about his question.
• “A romantic comedy, none are interesting enough,” I said, sulking and kept scrolling.
• Elio moved behind me, watching him grab his phone then typed something and soon, his phone was staring at my face with a list displayed for me. Elio seriously did not have time for my indecisiveness. A list of romcoms from Netflix stared at me from his phone. I wanted to laugh so hard but I bit my lip and took the phone.
• It hit me then that I was holding his phone. Breathing became impossible.
• His phone was the latest version of the brand. There was no screen guard or pouch, just nearly making me squirm because it was already chirped. It surely wasn’t something he placed much value on or he was just too rich to care.
• The sensation of touching his phone on it’s own was crazy.
• I read through as hard as it was, most of the movies I knew then I came across a two-thousand-and-something romcom that I had not watched. I loved the romcoms from back then, they just don’t make them as good anymore. My smile was too bright, going to search on Netflix and I found it. The movie was played, giving Elio his phone.
• As full as I was, the fact that I had seen my favorite cookies just blew all reason out. I pushed up and pulled the packet, seeing another, and it had me smile. Elio knew me too well.
• I settled back on him. He adjusted my heating pad whilst I was busy with the cookie package until I was able to open it. I took one, holding the package to him but he shook his head, more for me. I smiled hard, munching on the cookie with my eyes on the screen. My heart was just going absolutely crazy. If there was ever a heaven on earth, it was that moment; this devilish man holding me so tightly to him with such a funny movie playing.
• Twenty minutes in, I was laughing my ass out. I laughed so hard I cried. With Jim Carey as the star, I just knew it would be the best movie ever. My hand ran to my chest as I laughed and coughed all at once. The movie was surely trying to test me. A hand rubbed on my back until I settled but I burst out just as soon from the movie. I had never laughed so hard in my life, nearly rolling out of bed with laughter if not for the arms holding me tightly. I laughed so hard I peed myself, just a little I swear yet my pad seemed heavy and my period pains were getting intense.
• How could Elio not laugh at this? My head turned to stare at him and he seemed more annoyed than pleased. It had me smile even more because he looked so cute. His eyes drifted to me, always drifting to me. I knew he would leap over worlds to help me. The love was there. It shone so bright it had me smile. He seemed trapped in my stare just as I was in his. My hand found its way to his.
• There were so many concepts on how people fall in love yet finding your soulmate had never been so clear. No matter what anyone said, I was sure of it in a way I had never been sure of anything else. My body fit so perfectly to his. Everything felt better with him. Everything was just perfect with him.
• “I am going to change,” I said out, eyes still lost in his as he blinked. His head lowered down. His lips fell on my forehead as my body quivered so hard. I gripped harder on his hand which was rough and scarred. That right there was all I needed in life. My heart swelled, my lips crying out for the lack of attention.
• His lips sat on my skin for a few seconds before pulling back. My eyes were still closed, still dazed from just one forehead kiss which meant everything to me. My smile spread, my eyes finally peeling open to his. If this was what I would have forever then so be it, I was down for it.
• All the energy in me was spent peeling from him to touch the floor. He paused the movie, feeling his eyes follow me as I walked away. My head turned to give him a reassuring smile and my knees nearly buckled hard as a grin spread on his face.
• Elio!
• He was going to be the death of me seriously and all I could do was run away, my tiny feet patting the cold floor. My pains were so much I groaned, feeling as if I would vomit everything I ate out.
• A clean pad was taken, sitting down on the toilet seat after pulling down my pants and underwear. Some thick blood clots of tissue sat on my pad and was it full to the brink. I untapped and rolled the pad with toilet paper before throwing it in the bin. The clean pad was pasted on. I cleaned myself and peed then I cleaned myself again. I was literally just dripping, knowing I would have to change again in three hours.
• My pants were pulled up, flushing then I washed my hands. The pain was so intense I could feel myself getting pale. I opened the cabinet, staring at the pills in fright. I hated pills, I hated them with a passion but it seemed I had no choice. The pain broke down my hate and forced me to take the painkillers. I walked back to the room. I could not help but sulk as I walked in, his eyes on me. My hands were shaking from the pain and I wanted to vomit. Elio sat up seeing me. He pulled the covers for me. I slipped in and instead of turning to the television, I lay face-first on his chest, burying myself into him. His arms came around my body with a groan pulling from me.
• When I was with him, I felt like a baby, needing to be cuddled. My arms wrapped around his hard torso, holding tightly. I suddenly had someone whose heart drummed hard from me just sulking. I felt it pound with such vengeance. Was it because of me? Did I do that to him? My own heart raced to catch up with his, finding it hard to catch my breath.
• A wave of pain washed over me, clenching harder and groaning out again.
• “It hurts.” I cried out. He held me tighter as I dug myself deep into him as if digging my way into his heart.
• “I know my love. Did you take your pills?” He was nearly cooing, asking with such care and tenderness it had me sicker.
• I sulked harder, blinking back the tears.
• At that point I could not even speak, just nodding my head. I swear I was never such a crybaby. The intense period pains were something I dealt with through the years yet, it was suddenly unbearable with him holding me.
• “What can I do? I got the strongest I could get.” He asked, his arms tighter if that was possible. My eyes closed, just drifting into him. I took a whiff of him, closed everything else out, and listened to his heart. It felt like I was in another universe. My fingers dug more into him because I could never be close enough. I was addicted and there was no cure. I was eating him up yet still hungry for him in a thirst I would never be able to quench.
• It was his heart drumming in more distress and his fingers tightly gripping me that I realized I had zoned out and he was worried sick. His skin was boiling and his body slightly quivering.
• “You. I just need you.” It was all I could manage.
• “Just hold me.” The words were so soft even I barely caught them. I did not have to say anything else. Like the dominant male he is, he pulled me higher and more into his chest before burying me deep into it. The blankets covered me fully. He made sure of it before he fixed my back heating pad. His arms settled back on me, his lips on my hair.
• My heart knew it was home, my body knew it was home, settling down in a deep sigh and drifting away into peaceful rest.