True, Jameson (Part 2)
True, Jameson (Part 2)
It has been a recipe for disaster and I wasn’t sure why I hadn’t prevented it from happening in the first place. Obviously I’d been blinded by it all, happily sitting through my lectures with a silly little smile on my face.I assumed Mika was happy with our relationship; we hadn’t argued once, and she had never really said a bad word about me except that I sometimes snored a bit.Studying the same degree, we were together pretty much every day of the week, sharing the same lectures and seminars. Socially, we hung out a lot with the same people, and made sure to have one on one time together too.
I didn’t mind spending practically all my time with her, however, I should have realised that Mika may have not felt the same.As the weeks went by, it must have all become too much for her. She soon confessed that she needed some “time apart”, which was basically the polite way of telling me to stop being a clingy weirdo and jog on.Of course I was devastated, but I refused to show it.Instead, I went on a wild rampage, dancing from party to party, drinking, dancing and chatting up other girls, anything to take my mind off her.One night, at the hottest nightclub in town, I met Chloe Medenhall. She was a few years older than me and was studying a master’s degree in Business. So, not only was she smart, she also had a body which most girls would die for as well; ample and curvy in all the right places. Whilst the other jocks piled around the bar to do tequila shots, Chloe and I danced together like loons.And, of course, took generic style photos to post up on Facebook. Partly as an attempt to make Mika feel a little bit jealous.I met up with Chloe a couple of days later at the Student Union. We returned back to my place after having a few drinks, with the intention to watch The Matrix together. To be honest, I was nervous because I knew we wouldn’t end up watching it, or any other film. In the end, I dove right in there with a safety kiss; the sort that doesn’t look too eager, but suggests you’re not planning on playing any games either.For a moment, as I pulled way, I was apprehensive, unsure if I had misread the signs. However, a joyful smile appeared on her face, causing my cheeks to burn brighter and made my head feel somewhat lighter.
‘Don’t be shy,’ Chloe said, her tone lustful. Her arms slid around me as she pulled me against her body and our lips locked.Moments later, we headed upstairs to my bedroom, allowing the inevitable to happen underneath the sheets. Chloe left soon after the sun had risen, leaving nothing more than a quick kiss on my cheek. Unable to get back to sleep, I threw on some clothes and headed to the gym room and started my usual reps on the weight bench.
I felt so sickened with myself for tumbling into bed with a girl who had been so willing.Mika had made me wait for a good two months, and we first slept together, it was clumsy, awkward, but still incredible. I really missed her sweet smile.And the cute way she danced.Damn, my heart hurt just thinking about it. Not even exercise could distract me.It was no good. In order to function properly again I realised I needed her back; something which would not easily happen, unless I played my cards just right and could offer her exactly what she wanted.