Chapter 14: Living For the Day

Chapter 14: Living for the Day

Alistair and I went for a walk. We weren’t caring that our lives were at stake, but rather walking back from Starbucks nonchalantly. He and I were talking and laughing over two extremely expensive coffee cups. He and I were barely incognito.

Alistair wore a black trench coat, unbuttoned. His button down shirt underneath was white. He wore my favorite red scarf. He wore pants that matched his coat. His sunglasses (which were like John Lennon’s famous style, or Harry Potter's) matched the scarf I made him borrow.

I wore a dark grey turtleneck, black tights, and a black skirt. My red beret made me match Alistair. My sunglasses were black. I heard we were going to Starbucks, so I wanted to look artsy, like one of those people who always hangs out in coffee shops with her boyfriend.

Nobody seemed to care as much as usual. At least, it was as it normally was as I walk by, with Alistair. Everyone was staring and stalking me with their eyes. Alistair and I were both used to that. We both ignored them, we were too busy smiling and enjoying each other.

I smiled “I feel like Yoko Ono!”

“Aw! So I’m John Lennon?”

“If the shades fit, Alistair.”

“I love this outfit you helped me pick out, Annie.” Alistair responded. He was genuinely smiling at me. With all we had been through, in that moment I felt like a real couple. Not like we weren’t a couple before, it just was now we seemed less special, like we were one of those couples in the movies.

“I feel groovy watching you through these rose-colored shades.” Alistair responded.

I added, “I like actually being somewhere being near your height in these heels.” I wore ankle boots, with a relatively high heel on them.

He laughed lightly “Catching up, not there quite yet.”

I joked, “I’d have to wear stilettos to catch up with you.”

He frowned. “No need to wear daggers.” He got me to laugh, which made him smile.

We were having the time of our lives.

Hannah ran to us. “I want to join your rebellion!” She exclaimed excitedly.

“Totally tubular.” Alistair responded. I giggled.

“When do I start?” Hannah asked.

“Whenever you want to, you’re totally awesome. Make love not war.” Alistair responded. The double entendre was obviously what set me off.

“Alistair, cut the lingo or I’ll steal those sunglasses and break them in two.” I was very direct, not bossy or anything, I actually didn’t take my eyes off of Hannah.

He got the message. “Okay! I’ll put them away! Sheesh!” He then stuffed the glasses in the pocket of his jacket.

He shrugged. “I don’t mind you telling me what to do, as long as you look at me when you are doing it.” He lifted up my chin, so I had to look at him. I didn’t recognize it, but I was avoiding eye contact.  “Take a chill pill Annie.”

“Lingo.”

“Sorry. But you do need to relax, my love.”

“Its Hannah.” I responded.

“Don’t blame your sister for not being able to relax.” Alistair responded.

I shrugged as Hannah rolled her eyes. “I just want to help.” She pointed out.

I asked her “Did Mom say yes?”

“Yes, and so did Marc’s mom.” She responded. “I totally lost my kiss virginity to him.”

“Never repeat that phrase.” Alistair and I said in sync.

Alistair asked, “So have you two dated?”

“Not yet.” Hannah responded.

I smiled. “Alistair and I went on a date. Shakespeare and pasta… Last night was a dream. We should do leftovers and Hamlet tonight!”

“Eh… Sounds too patterny and Hamlet is a nut job. Lets do something that we don’t normally do, like something that happens in a romantic movie as opposed to watching it.” Alistair’s idea was magnificent. “I know a romantic area over near this lake, where I normally write in my journal or just enjoy nature, I have always wanted to invite someone there. It only seemed fit for someone I knew I would love forever and I think you are that someone.” His idea sounded more romantic than a kiss atop the Eiffel Tower or Arc de Triomphe.

“Oh lovely! It is even a full moon!” I exclaimed.

“Oh, is it?” Alistair asked. He added, “I didn’t notice.” He had a sly smile on his face, as if he had planned it all along. I had to kiss that face.

Hannah asked, “So can we stay with you or no?”

“Oh yeah, sure, of course.” I responded.

Marc ran up to her. They kissed. I held hands with Alistair and Marc held hands with Hannah.

We walked inside. Darcy and David were watching old Bewitched episodes. Darcy defended “He got me hooked this morning. There’s a marathon on TV Land.”

David shrugged. “The fifties were a simpler time.”

Alistair smiled. “It’s not my dealing if you want to be magical too Darcy.” He responded.

Hannah ran to the couch, Marc was behind her. The two cuddled up. Darcy and David were already snuggled.

He whispered in my ear “This living for the day thing should be mandatory.”

I nodded. I asked in a whisper “Are you ready to go to the lake?”

“Sure.” He responded. Alistair yelled “See you later! We are going to the lake to go hang out alone.”

Before anyone could respond, Alistair was guiding me outside.

He guided me to a clearing in the forest that was in his backyard.

The sky was a very dark shade of navy blue, seemed to be dotted with tiny sparkling diamonds. The trees were seen next, hovering over Alistair and I but still not coming in contact with the lake.

Alistair and I sat at the bottom of a tree. I leaned on his shoulder. His arms surrounded me, and so did his wings, I was safe and comfortable. The full moon shone upon this scene, allowing me to stare into my lover’s eyes.

The crickets chirped. The lily pads slowly glided across the water. The fish shone as they came from beneath the pads, and more into the moonlight.

He smiled at me. We both were perfectly fine with keeping it G, just so the full moment could be savored. If we started making-out the whole moment would be trashed.

Alistair asked “Would you kill me if I kissed you?”

“Of course not! I could never kill you.” I responded

“Oh thank god!” He exclaimed.

He kissed me. That evolved into French kissing. I told him. “I don’t want to ruin this night.”

“Oh, because I just wanted to make-out with my beautiful, wonderful girlfriend, since I am pretty damn sure she is the one. I thought you felt the same.”

“I do, I just wasn’t sure. You are the one.”

“I won’t pass any lines other than your lips, my love.” He responded. He smiled, I reflected his smile and he continued to make-out with me.

It was amazing. Making-out never worked well with me. He always wanted to go too far, or too much spit or something else. This was perfect.

He smiled. He broke for a second. “I need to let you know something.”

“Oh, okay.”

“I know you are the one because you are the one who came to me in my time of need, got me out of the corner in the attic and into your life. I love you, I just need to know how you picked me.”

“Well, I didn’t. My curiosity led me to you, and I just fell for you.” I responded. “You were yourself and still are yourself in a town of phonies. To quote Darren Criss, ‘There’s nothing more badass than being yourself.’”

“You left out the part about how the town hates me and all because I am who I am and I stuck up my middle finger. Not even really because I shot them the bird! It was more of an offense that I was flying while human.” Alistair responded, now becoming a bit bitterer.

I smiled at him “We will win, Alistair, don’t worry. I love you. We will eventually make peace with them, I promise.” I whispered. He relaxed almost instantaneously. He kissed me.

He said “I’m starting to get hungry, lets go inside, Darcy just texted me that they ordered a pizza.” He stood up, and then helped me up. He held my hand. We walked inside together, ready for anything.