I Really Love You

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August 1961

Within the two months she had been there, Davy and Molly had been inseparable. Molly had a short time before she had to go back home to Florida. During their time together, she had showed him pictures and told him stories of her family except the family secret. She was kicking herself over it, because she usually tells someone she knows before she this point. Well as long as she trusts them and she did trust Davy, but she didn't know why she hadn't told him. Everyone was getting one her case because she hadn't told him. During all there time together she had taken pictures of him and her together so she could have pictures of him for herself as well as family and friend so they could see what he looks like. She told him once she got home and had the film developed she would send him the doubles.

Today she was walking to Davy's place. This wasn't the first time she had been there. She laughed to herself when she remembered what happened the last time she was there. Davy had taken her to his place. They talked to his roommates for a few minutes. Then they went to his room. After a while things started to heat up between them. One of Davy's roommates had walked in without knocking. Molly was topless by this time because that's as far as they had gotten.

"Man, what are you doing in here?" Davy asked angrily.

"Sorry. I forgot you came in here. Sorry Molly," he said.

"No problem. Could you please leave the room," Davy said.

The guy left after he got another look at Molly.

"Sorry about that, luv," Davy said.

"That's all right. You let that British temper of yours show. Our relationship will be an interesting one," Molly said.

"'Ow's that?"

"Your British temper and my Puerto Rican mixed with the Irish and German temper."

Not to mention my Artisien temper she thought.

"Yeah, it should be and it already is. You know us butting heads."

Then he started to tickle her. She started to laugh and tried to stop him by grabbing his hands or moving around. When he stopped he laid his head on her chest. She put her hand in his hair. After awhile they decided to get out of the room. Molly put her shirt back on. They walked into the next room.

"Everything all right Molly your face is red?" the guy asked.

"Yes, we just had a tickle fest in there," she said looking at Davy.

"Yeah her stomach is very sensitive," Davy said reaching his hands to tickle her again.

She grabbed his hands before he could tickle her and said, "No, my abs have had enough of a workout today, thank you."

Everyone laughed at what Molly said.

"Molly, Davy I'm really sorry for walking in on you guys," the guy who walked in on them.

"No problem. I have three brothers. I am used to them walking in on me for whatever reason. They have walked in me while I have been in the bathroom when I am getting out of the shower or something like that," Molly said.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes I'm sure. I may get mad at them for doing that but I've gotten use to that. When you have more than one sibling you get use to having little or no privacy and you get use to it."

She was brought back to reality, when she realized she was caught in the rain. She thought to herself that she should zap an umbrella for her to use, but she decided to walk in the rain the rest of the way to Davy's. When she got to Davy's she was soaking wet. She knocked on the door.

"Hey Molly. Come on in. You're wet. Let's get you some dry clothes. Davy, Molly's here," Davy's female roommate said.

Molly said, "I didn't expect it to rain."

She led Molly to her room. The girl started to go through her clothes.

"Here these should fit you," she said handing her some clothes.

"Thanks," Molly said.

"You're welcome," the girl said.

She led Molly out of her room. Once they got into Davy's room the girl said, "You can change in here."

As soon as Molly was done, Davy knocked on the door and asked, "Are you decent?"

"Yes," she answered as she picked up his hair brush and started to brush her hair.

"Hey I like your hair curly. Don't do that," Davy said.

"Well, I like it manageable. If I don't brush it now it will be more tangled and curly than I can handle when it's dry. It will still be curly trust me."

Actually I prefer it as straight as I can get it she thought.

They began to kiss. They eventually started to make out. Then when they stopped Davy looked at Molly in fact with his hand in her hair.

"I, I," Davy began to say.

This wasn't the first time he started to say something and didn't finish what he was saying. If it was what Molly thought he was going to say she felt the same way.

"Davy you what. Finish what you were going to say."

"I love you," Davy finally said a little scared that he had said it because he didn't know how Molly felt.

"I love you, too Davy." Molly said, "I have been in love with you since the day I met you."

"Me, too." B

oth glad they had said it and meant it. The moved on to a new and interesting chapter of their lives.

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