All Novel Romance
Unable to resist
Amelia Forbes
“Ammie!” I heard Dani yell from outside my door. My first thought was that something bad had happened to the baby.
I raced to the door and from the look on her face I realized she’d been calling me for a while.
“Were your headphones in?” She asked.
I shook my head.
It was raining heavily. I couldn’t hear her over the pattering sound on my roof. “What happened?” I asked. My initial fear coming to memory.
She only grabbed my arm gently and led me to the window.
I peered down, trying to see through the swishing rain, and gasped when I saw Jason, still standing at the door step.
My eyes roamed to the wall clock. It was 9pm. And it had been raining since 6.
What was wrong with him? I wondered, infuriated.
Dani nodded as if she could hear my thoughts. “I don’t know. He’s been standing there since morning.”Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.
It was silent for some time and then she said. “I don’t think we should let him in. It’s his choice to stay there so let him.”
I nodded, wondering why he was being so darn stubborn. Why couldn’t he just leave and end the drama. In anger, I pulled the blinds and proceeded to Nana’s room to check up on the baby.
A few hours later, I’d fed the baby, put her to sleep, and given Nana her medicine.
Dani and I sat in the living room, sipping hot chocolate and watching a movie.
Suddenly we heard someone sneeze.
Dani froze, grabbing a glass vase as protection.
I frowned. “That didn’t come from inside the house.”
“Wait, what if..”
We exchanged looks.
I gasped. “It can’t be,” I checked the time. “It’s 2am in the morning.”
At once we raced to the window and my eyes widened when we saw a drenched Jason still standing determinedly at the doorstep.
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My throat felt like the desert as I slowly opened my eyes. I shivered as the cold air hit my skin and I remembered that I’d come down with a cold.
The last thing I remember from last night was Amelia and Dani helping me into the house and wrapping some hot towels around me to warm me up.
Afterwards Amelia had offered me a mug of hot cocoa while her friend stood to the side, clearly disapproving of the whole thing.
Needless to say, I had felt better thanks to Amelia. I didn’t want to get ahead of myself as I knew that she had helped me out of pure empathy. But all the same, I was grateful.
I stumbled to my feet, grabbing the tumbler of water I sighted on the dining table. My throat was grateful for the moisture and and so I downed some more.
I didn’t know the time but I could tell that it was early. And I knew I had to leave before everyone else woke up. But I was still determined to see the baby. I’d come back later today, I decided. And I was ready to spend the entire day at the doorstep until she let me see the baby.
Grabbing my things, I began to make my way toward the front door when I heard the soft cry of a baby.
It stopped me in my tracks. I shut my eyes tightly.
I wasn’t supposed to see the baby without Amelia’s permission. But the crying grew louder and I couldn’t stop myself. Slowly, I walked to the direction of the cry.
I couldn’t help but smile when I peeked through a half opened door and saw the baby awake in her cot.
Unable to resist, I picked her up and began to hum a lullaby.