You Had Me In The First Half Novels & Stories

And I thought about that half-second on his face when he'd first seen me. The smile that arrived just slightly too late. I pressed my lips together. Too easy, I thought again.

“Don’t make me repeat myself.” And just like that, I took my first step into whatever life I had just signed away.

"My hand hurts" "It will make you talk faster" " I already told you, I wasn't following you" "What business do you have here then?" "I was... I was taking a stroll. Your face is just an inch away from mine" I blurted out when I couldn't take it anymore. He hesitated, but eventually stood up and so did i. Then came the awkward part. I still had to explain myself.

And me, well I just sharnk in my seat because I knew this wasn’t over It was only just beginning.

"Perfect, so you're going to say the first place you met me was at the beach where you went to get some fresh air." "Okay, then how did I talk to you?" "How about you say we both collided with each other and you couldn't stop looking at me and you said, 'damn, she is so cute." "Nah, I can't do that." "You have no choice."

That happened a lot faster than I thought it would. “No, you’re not insane. I’m pretty sure I’m supposed to be here.” And my mind is trying to convince me that I’m not insane. “Again, you’re not insane and I’m not your mind. I’m not sure how I should prove it to you.” “Uhm, hi?” “Hi, you must be my other half, right? Well, third in this case.” “I guess am.” “Cool. Anyway, I’m going to sleep for a bit. I still feel a little tired. We’ll catch up later.”

That her mother is stood outside in a frenzy over almost losing her. I just ramble about everything. I keep talking so she can hear my voice. I'm not fucking losing her again! "I remember the first time I met you baby girl.. I was sat in Chino's- you know, Alberto's cafe.. Doing my usual morning routine, coffee, a bagel and my newspaper when in you walked.. Such grace. Such a spirit that I was mesmerised. I can't believe I didn't work it out then and there what you were to me.

She gasps, and I stop. “Look between us, baby. See how deep I am? And I’m still not even halfway in. Your body has to take every single inch of me before I’m fully inside you. I’m holding back because I don’t want to break you on your first time, but there’s still so much of me left to take.” She whimpers, and I hold her still. “How can it not even be half? This isn’t going to work… it’s too much.”

But after weeks of shadows and half-truths, it felt like the first crack in the dark. And right now – that was enough.

He rolls it down halfway. “How dare you?” I say.