I will Love You Forever - Chapter 126

I sighed as I got off the bus. I wanted to look ok at the place where I would be working and estimate how long it would take me to get there on time tomorrow morning.

The company was a very big one just like the one in movies and I can already imagine myself in the workshop on the machine making shoes.

That would be nice.

I sighed and nodded my head with beaming confidence. “I can do this.” I turned around to leave but just then, an incoming car splashed me water.

“Oh shit!” the driver parked and immediately rushed towards me.

“I’m sorry ma’am. I didn’t see the water.” he passed me a handkerchief and I smiled at this polite gesture of his.

He ran off and rushed to open the door for the person in the backseat.

I sighed and turned around to clean my clothing which was soaked. “How did this water even get here?” I cursed beneath my breath.

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A few meters away, Lisa was asking the driver, “Why didn’t you get the door on time?” she had a stern voice and it sounded as though she was the boss.

“Oh well… Ma’am I accidentally splashed water on that lady so I went to give her a…” he didn’t finish his statement when Lisa began to walk away.

She got to the entrance and turned to see the girl he was talking about but she was already gone.

“These unfortunate people won’t stop lurking around.” she shrugged and walked away without a care in the world.

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Sigh. I walked to the bus stop and waited for the next bus going my way. Unfortunately, it took a while.

Taking out my phone, I realized I had so many messages and calls from none other than Madison.

“Did something happen?” I murmured before opening the messages. To my surprise, they were just emojis and she didn’t even write one word.

“What is this? Did she just start using a phone yesterday?” I wondered.

There was a love emoji, kiss emoji and many ambitious ones. “What’s all this? One would think that she is really into me.”

The bus finally came and I was soon on my way home. My phone beeped reminding me that today was the match between Chelsea my fan club and LOSA.

I smiled widely and couldn’t wait to get home. Finally, the day has come and I wouldn’t miss this match for anything in the world.

As soon as the bus stopped, I dashed out and rushed home. I rushed in without looking at anyone and straight to the TV set.

The song for the match was still playing and the players were just walking into the field.

“Phew… I didn’t miss anything.” I leaned forward with my elbow on my knee and back forming a 45 degree to my thighs.

I heard footsteps but I couldn’t care less. All I care about was the match and that was it.

“Ayla… When did you get back?” Gerard asked but got no response as the former had her eyes glued to the TV.

The players were positioned in their spot and soon, the whistle blew. This made me even more attentive to the point where I wouldn’t even know if there was a robbery going on.

Gerard waved his hand before sitting on the same couch where I sat. He took his phone out and began to scroll through it.

He had always been very busy with work and wasn’t the type to sit and watch football. Watching his wife do just that now was foreign to him.

It was a two-hour match and I was determined to watch it to the end.

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Gerard searched his phone not looking for anything in particular. This was the first time Ayla would come home and not even notice his presence. Was football more important?

As she stared at the TV with so much enthusiasm, he couldn’t help but wonder what she found interesting in watching boys run around the field passing balls.

‘Does she even know what today is or am I the only one who has been preparing since last month?’ he but his lower lips and dropped the phone in frustration.

Bored by the match, he stood up to get a cup of coffee and even made some for Ayla. To his greatest surprise, she took the coffee from his hand but continued watching the match.

He had been sitting there for a very long time but she didn’t acknowledge his presence but now, she knows how to collect coffee… Ha!

Gerard sat and watched the match by force. It was only thirty minutes into the match and he was already feeling sleepy.

He placed his elbow on the armrest and supported his chin on his palm waiting endlessly for the match to be over and in beat scenarios, for a blackout to occur.

‘There! I got it. A power outage would be the best.’ he smiled cheekily but when he turned to look at her, he realized that it was of no use. Ayla was really interested in this match and behaving like a child at this moment wouldn’t be fun.

He waited for a while and finally, the whistle blew and it was halftime. Ayla sighed with a smile on her face and stretched.

“Ah…” it was only then that she turned to look at the grumpy Gerard. A smile appeared on her face.

“Hey you… How was your day?” she asked oblivious of the fact that someone was in a terrible mood.

“Is the match over? Can we go now?” he asked without looking at her.

Ayla knew something was wrong but could place it. She pursed her lips and looked at him with puppy eyes.

“Did something happen? Have you eaten? Are you hungry?” she asked all the questions at one wondering what could be bothering him.

Gerard thought for a moment and wondered if he told her he was hungry she would abandon the match. That way, they could but grab something to eat.

“Ye…” He was just about to answer when the whistle blew again and Ayla turn abruptly happy to watch the next half and leave him all to himself.

“Ah, the halftime is over. It’s time for the next half.” she turned and looked at the TV screen again leaving Gerard speechless.

His lips curved downwards almost instantly, his brow furrowed seeing that she was glued to the TV screen again.

He moved closer to her but she didn’t even notice. His frown deepened. He moved closer again but she still didn’t notice anything.

‘That’s it, I’ve had enough.’ Gerard held her hand and flipped her over thinking that it would only get her to turn instead, she fell on his chest and his back laid on the couch with Ayla on him.

Her eyes glued to his and now that he finally had her attention, he couldn’t come up with the appropriate words instead, he was mesmerized by how beautiful she looked even when she wasn’t putting any effort.

They both stayed like that for a while not saying anything and just looking into each other’s eyes.

Ayla moved up to break the silence and free herself from Gerard but he pushed her down and she blinked twice.

“You… The…” she wanted to say that the match was still ongoing but Gerard wasn’t listening as he was completely lost in her beautiful eyes.

The whistle blew and one of the teams had just won but she missed it because Gerard didn’t let go.

“Did… Did something happen?” she asked confused that he wasn’t letting go.

Gerard struggled with words but didn’t show it and finally blurted out, “Did you forget what today was?” he asked surprised that she was watching UCL instead of planning the day with him or at least, wishing him.

“Of course I didn’t forget.” she smiled widely and Gerard was confused for a minute.

‘So she didn’t forget?’ a slight smile crept on his face and he waited for her to wish him but her next statement turned his smile upside-down.

“That’s what I’m doing. And I’m already missing out on the good part.” she poured as she explained that he was stopping her from continuing her match.

Gerard looked at her in disbelief. He looked at the TV set and then back at her. “Are you kidding me? This… Is what makes today special?” he asked in disbelief.

Ayla pursed her lips confused. “Um-hm. You know, of all the men I know, you’re the only one who doesn’t love football.”

Gerard scoffed. “Of all the men you know indeed. How many do you know?” he asked still in disbelief that he was the only one planning something.

Ayla’s phone suddenly began to ring. She got off Gerard and checked who the call was from.

“Oh, it’s Madison.” Gerard sat up with his face in a pout. Only he could understand what he was feeling at that moment.

“Happy Valentine’s day Ayla… Feed me, what did Gerard do for you? I’m sure it was something special.” Madison screamed from the other end and from the first sentence she made, Ayla was struck dumb.

She turned to look at Gerard with her lips pursed but now, he was the one who had his eyes glued to the TV.