Till We Rise by Camila Cher Harmath Read Free Book Online Page B

silly movies when they are in love and they touch each other’s hands without realizing it and oh my God, he touched my hand, he might be profoundly in love with me; let’s have kids, oh my God, oh my God.
    "I don’t know, Theodore," I answer trying to be serious, but I obviously don’t succeed. I feel extremely funny right now, as if everything he does or says makes me want to laugh for about two days or so.
    "Interesting answer," he speaks while he lies back on the wall. Now I am looking like stupid sitting next to a sexy man that’s lying on the bed.
    "Shut up," I add joking while changing my position and try to look less stupid, but for sure I look equally or even more stupid than I did before. He is looking through the room with such curiosity I don’t want to ruin the moment by saying something, so I just stay quiet and look at him instead.
    His hair is now messy and not pulled back as it was hours ago; I think that I like it more this way. It’s like he is less preoccupied about life, college and every responsibility he has to take care of; he’s now looking like a relaxed Theodore.
    We spent like four minutes staring; he is staring the walls and I am staring at him. All I can think about at this moment in time is: AWKWARD.
    Finally, when he ends taking a look at everything at the fucking room, he places his eyes on mines.
    "Let’s do something," he once and for all breaks the silence. He sits back again with energy, moving the bed from side to side. Why is he so excited? I like excited Theodore too.
    "Mhmm," I speak looking at him pulling a what-now face.
    "Well, do you know Truth or Dare , right?" he asks smiling.
    "Yeap," I mumble.
    "Let’s play, okay? Without the dare part, though." Theo looks like a child about to play Wii for the first time.
    "But I like dare better, it’s more fun," I admit pulling a puppy face. I really enjoy playing truth or dare, but seriously, the best part is the dare one.
    "I know, I know. Maybe another time, you know," he adds convinced that we will see each other again; oh, yeah.
    "Sure," I say smiling "You start."
    We both sit with our legs crossed in front of one another to see our faces better. I have this strange feeling that everything is so random and weird but still perfect.
    "Favorite color?" Theo asks.
    "I don’t have one," I answer timidly.
    "Oh, C’mon. Everyone has one. Mine’s blue, for example" he adds. I remember the blue coat he has and now I get why he likes blue; it surely fits him.
    "I don’t," I admit.
    "Now you should ask something you, um, want to know about me," he speaks looking straight into my eyes. I feel that he is challenging right now, to be honest.
    "Any siblings?" I wonder vaguely. I am into the game, I really am, but I got nervous and didn’t know what to ask, so most likely, I will be asking the most stupid questions.
    "Three. Chloe, 25. Frank, 9. Oh, and Stephen. Right or left handed?" he is really good at this, by the way.
    "Right Handed. Where do you live?" I am getting excited.
    "Northampton. Do you lik—"
    "Oh my god, I didn’t know you lived far away from here," I say with a tone of surprise and sadness. It makes me feel bad for him, he is about two hours away from his family and that must be absolutely hard.
    "We’ll talk about it later. Do you like pasta?"
    "I do. What about cats?" I inquire.
    "I love cats. Beside Roth, who’s your best friend?"
    "I don’t have any. Do you care what people think about you?"
    "Not really. Greatest fear?"
    "That’s a hard one," I admit doubtfully.
    "Answer, Lypso"
    "Lypso? What’s that supposed to mean?" Lypso? I don’t know why, but I am kind of associating everything with sex right now, and… Lypso sounds like lips and I can’t contain my emotions.
    "Who cares? Answer" he avoids my question like a total amateur. I do, Theodore, I do care.
    "Losing someone I love, I guess. Do you like travelling?"
    "Who doesn’t?"
    "I don’t, though."
                  "Weirdest