After walking for God knows how long, we finally turn to a narrow aisle that I’ve noticed before. It leads us to a small path, with small buildings on its sides. I’ve never been here before!
“Here we are!” Ian stops and I look around. There’s simply nothing in here! It’s breezy, kinda dark, and quiet. We’re like 10 meters away from the town and it feels like I’m nowhere on earth. On my left side is an old building with a piece of wood carved ‘Pub’. Yeah, it’s a pub and everybody knows it’s a pub.
On my right is an unfinished building with some thick metal sticks, poking out of order and it’s pretty dark. “What?” I turn to face him.
“This.” He touch his hand on one of the metal sticks “Come on.” Then without warning he starts to climb up the thick messy-looking metal sticks. He gives me sign to follow him. Is he out of his mind? We walked like hours and finally we end up here? To climb this funny-looking building in nowhere aisle?
“Come on!” he says assuredly from above. I touch the metal sticks carefully, this isn’t how I pictured my date with Ian! I have this vision of us, sitting on some posh restaurant and ordering champagnes and lamb steaks.
But somehow, I manage to climb the metal sticks and follow Ian for some minutes. It’s quite high and dark so it’s really hard to look above, especially with the night breezes that makes your teeth cackles.
I put my foot on a metal stick after another metal stick. This is hard! And I don’t dare to look down for I will possibly fall. Here I am, 16 years old, and my last climbing was in primary school when we all suppose to climb super-short wall and of course, equipped with safety belt.
“How far is it?” I shout to Ian.
“Not far from now. Come on, you need to catch up or we’ll lose the event!” he insist. Event? What event? There isn’t a party that’s held on the top of scary-looking building, or is it? Is this some kind of new trend, to hold a party in the middle of no where with really high risks? Sounds kinda soothing me a little, though.
And now, I can’t see Ian anymore, where’s he? He’s supposed to be right above me! “Ian!” I call as I struggle to keep climbing and climbing with the chill air nudging me. A head pokes from the top of building, “Here!” Ian shouts back. It’s only 6 steps away from the top. Come on! I can do this!
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3……
oh shit! My shoelace stuck on something! I pull my shoe lace and it doesn’t move an inch. “Come on! What take you so long?” Ian recalls and when he sees me he quickly get his feet on the highest metal sticks to get down and help me.
“What is it? What happen?” he says, climbing down.
“My shoe lace…it…it stuck!” I hastily pull my shoelace but still, it doesn’t move. And I can’t possibly use my hand cos I can fall down. And I will be found dead tomorrow morning and on the newspaper is my body with the head line “ A 16-year-old Girl Dead Because of Her Shoelace” no way!
Ian has came closer to me and with his muscular toned abs, he pulls one of the metal sticks and it automatically falls down, making a horrible sound of clanking down there. I don’t know how far it is but it sounds so distant and it needs few seconds before it reaches the ground. Or am I just imagining? Do I secretly have a phobia or something of height? But I like cable cars!
But somehow, my shoelace is free again! “Ok, done! Come on!” he says, helping me climbing up. What? So my shoelace stuck on a stupid metal stick and that’s it? I thought I will be dead!
It’s such a relief to finally hit the ground again. Well, not exactly the “ground”, more like a flat surface where I can sit and walk and jump without feeling scare of falling. Here I am, about 20 meters high from the road down there and I can’t even see the aisle I was standing on before. It’s pretty damn dark and well, let’s forget about it.
I’m standing on what looks like the roof of the building, no party, nothing at all. All empty and chilly and I don’t even want to think how I’ll get down other than passing the horrible metal sticks again.
I quickly join Ian who has stood on the edge of the roof. And suddenly, a wide view comes alive in front of my own two eyes as I walk closer to the edge. Starts with the little lights and buildings, then wider to more lights and now I’m staring at a view of the whole town!
I’m too flabbergasted to speak and suddenly my throat blocked. I can’t talk for some minutes, looking amazingly at the view, the breezes, the stars and the white round moon above us. It’s so near that I think I can touch it with my own bare fingers..
“Beautiful…” I whisper, falling into the dramatic atmosphere from up here. And I’m not lying, this is truly beautiful. I’ve never realized how beautiful my town is!
“I know..” he relies, half smiling, “I’m sorry I don’t ask you to go to a party or a high-class event. This is all I have to show to you..”
I look at him in disbelief, lots of sentences are crowding my mind, pushing to be said. “Are you crazy? This is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen!” I finally burst the sentence. Ok, that’s pretty much reflect action but isn’t that is all we need to say in this kind of situation?
“Really? I thought you prefer going on parties.” He says “…and maybe some real expensive restaurants with champagne and sushi.” I can’t help feeling a little flustered as he said it. Ok, I was wrong all this time. Date isn’t just about watching movie and going to an expensive restaurant and ended with romantic dance.
“No way! you don’t know me!” I say, half laughing. “I prefer this kind of thing actually.” I add casually.
“What kind of thing?” he asks. I think frantically, getting my brain to turns up with really brilliant answer. Come on! What kind of thing?! Besides clothing, TV stars, perfumes, shoes, restaurants, traveling…..umm foods?
“You mean romantic things?” he says again. I can see a little blush appearing on his cheeks. Ah yes! That kind of thing, of course!
“Yes. That kind..” I say. This is bit of awkward, isn’t it?
Suddenly, Ian sits down on the floor and so I join him, sitting and gazing through the spectacular show of light.
“So…how could you find this kind of place?” I ask.
“Umm, I happened to have this friend and we both joined photography class at school. And one day, we got this assignment to take pictures of beauty and it can be about anything. We firstly thought of taking pictures of flowers or girls or kids, you know such things. But then, we want something different. And my friend always passed this aisle on his way home. So he and I climbed this building to get good pictures. We don’t expect much from this place, it’s just to fulfill our curiosity.” He explains.
“and how could you climbed it? I mean, if I were you, I’d never in a million years think of climbing this old grotty building!” I say.
“Well, let’s just say it’s little kid’s dangerous activity and no one was there to avoid us climbing the building.” He says simply.
For some minutes we don’t speak, we just look and admire the beauty of the view and no one else is here to disturb us. It’s like we’re in our own world with our own rules and the world is ours.
“So.. what are the things you like?” Ian suddenly asks. We lay on our backs, gazing at the stars with the night blue sky as the background.
“lots! Popcorn as a start..” I say.
“Ok. Not bad.” He says.
“continued with fall season, beautiful views, coffee in the morning, and rain.”
“Rain? What is it so special about it?” he turns his head to face me. I can feel a prickle of little excitement on my whole body. I’m laying on the top of a building beside the guy of my dream! And our faces are closer than ever.
“Well, it’s cool. It’s really relaxing on stressing days, and it gives many plants sufficient water. And when I was a kid, I used to play and dance under the rain with my brothers and ended up with influenza the next day.” I say, half laughing. “how about you?” I ask.
“Me? I love beaches on summer, I love bbq-ing, cooking, swimming, and playing guitar….and of course sexy women in bikinis.” He says and we laugh.
“So you can play guitar?” he nods as the answer to my question. “Cool! I love a guy who can play an instrument.” I say.
“Oh I know. Every girl loves a man that can play guitar. And I simply has a talent on it!” he grins proudly.
“You wish!” I poke him on his shoulder.
We laugh more and finally rest on a relaxing silence. This is going to be my best night ever!
“So. Have you ever had a girlfriend?” I turn my face to look at his gleaming eyes.
“Yes, of course I am.”
“and how’s she like?” I ask even more.
“She’s tall, small cute nose, black straight hair, nice smile and smell.” He says, describing his ex, “why you asked?”
“Uh, just wondering..” I quickly reply. “and why you broke up?”
“She cheated on me…”
“Oh. Sorry to ask. You don’t have to answer, actually.” I say, feeling a little guilty for wandering inside his past.
“No prob. I want to answer that. I loved her and I’m not sad or anything. That was past and we should move on, right?” his eyes fixed on my eyes making the butterflies inside my stomach wakes up.
“And how bout you?” he asks.
“Oh. Nothing fun. Just normal guy, Edward, his name is. And he was nice and warm…”
“I bet he can play an instrument.” Ian cuts in.
“Yeah, well. He can play guitar, piano, and a little drum.” I say proudly. It was such a nice thing to remember my past and somehow, it really makes me feel relief. “He’s tall, and has these black eyes and pointed nose. Lots of girls are crazy bout him back then.” I giggle as I remember the memories. It was real funny when my junior high girlfriends were goggling at me when I said I’m officially in a relationship with Edward.
“Wow. Such a prince charming, wasn’t he?” Ian says.
“Yeah. He was. No until the time when he left me and go for some random girl he met at a party.” I say with a bit of pissed in my voice.
Ian has stood up again and he inhales and exhales few times. I’m tempted to do the same, maybe it’s relaxing and who knows when will I get up here again if it’s not Ian who insisted me to.
I stand up and inhale a long cold night air into my lungs, together with a swift move of my extended arms that goes up and meet on top of my head. Just like what Vi taught me to do yoga last year. And then I exhale the air and feel more refreshed at the end.
“Did he look anything like me?” Ian suddenly asks, breaking the silence up here.
“What?” I turn to see him looking at me with such look in his eyes.
“Your ex.”
“Oh. Well..” I swallow, “A bit. Maybe..but you’re way better.” I grin. “why asked?
But he doesn’t grin back. He looks at me seriously with such intense eyes and he leans closer to me. “Cos I think I’m in love with you…and I just can’t think of anything else for the whole day…and…” he trails off as his fingers stroke my hair gently. The next thing I know, I can feel his warm lips on mine.
My heart jumps in bliss and my whole body cheering as fireworks lighted inside my whole body……
And it only takes two of us to make the whole world spins. Or at least, my world…
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