by Flame Dragon
“Oh wow! You make it sound like you actually want me for yourself,” he said.
“And one more thing, she broke up with her boyfriend for good this time,” she said before leaving.
After lunch Natasha was waiting at their usual meeting place. Her time with Mathew was getting interesting these days. After the usual French confession Natasha and Mathew would start chatting on a range on subjects which was getting more and more enjoyable and Natasha didn’t want it to end. But today Mathew was not there waiting as usual.
“I saw him in class,” she was sure of it.
Mathew on the other hand went to meet Sumit a friend of Sukesh whom he had introduced to Mathew the previous day he was also an arts student studying French.
“What’s up man!” Mathew asked as he came in the dormitory.
“Ah! Just on time…..I have made some excellent pasta,” Sumit said who was busy eating his lunch.
“I already finished my lunch,” Mathew replied with a smile.
“What a pity, you just missed a blissful meal,” he said helping himself with some more pasta.
“How do you manage to keep your room so clean?” Mathew asked looking around.
“I have a lot of spare time,” Sumit said.
He then washed he own dishes before wiping them clean with a cloth and neatly stacking them in a rack.
“So,” he said turning to Mathew “how can I be of assistance?”
“I need you to translate this for me,” Mathew showed him a photo in his phone that he clicked.
“Hmm,” Sumit rubbed his chin “This French is terrible with some bad choice of words”.
“Can you translate it for me?” Mathew asked.
“Well….most respectable Frenchmen would die of heart attack if they read this, but lucky for you I am not French,” Sumit said.
“Well what does it say?” Mathew asked eagerly.
“It would be so much fun if you found out on your own,” Sumit said glancing at the photo.
“C’mon please! This has been going on for weeks and yet I have no clue of what it means,” Mathew coaxed for an answer.
Sumit gave a huge sigh and said “Its a confessions of love…..I think”.
“I think?” Mathew was hoping for a more clear answer.
“She doesn’t really use the word love in this confession perhaps she was afraid you might find out otherwise,” Sumit explained.
“Smart!” Mathew said.
“Yep unless you get the whole translation right you cant exactly figure out what it means, it could easily pass off as an emotional apology,” Sumit said.
“But why bother to go to such lengths couldn’t she just say it in English?…..wait,” Mathew realized something just then.
“Yep she was practising for the big day for weeks in French and ruining our reputation at the same time,” Sumit said referring to himself.
“I see,” Mathew said.
“French along with Spanish, Portuguese, Romanian, Catalan and Latin originated from the language originally spoken by Romans hence they are called romance languages……she must have thought it meant love languages,” Sumit enlightened him.
“Even I would have thought the same thing,” Mathew thought to himself.
“Well thanks for your help anyway I better get going,” Mathew shook his hand before leaving in a hurry.
“I need a girlfriend,” Sumit thought as he left.
Mathew ran as fast as he could to their meeting place. Natasha on the other hand was about to leave.
“Did he find out? Maybe that’s why he didn’t come,” Natasha thought.
She began to regretted her hesitation now. “I should have told him straight away,” she thought.
“Please be there,” Mathew prayed she wouldn’t leave as he sprinted as fast as he could.
Natasha looked at her watch only 5 minutes until her class starts.
“Maybe it’s fate,” she thought. Hence she decided if he doesn’t come within five minutes she would bury it all feelings included.
“All you had to do was just tell me three word why couldn’t you? Why didn’t you?” Mathews mind was racing with all kinds of thoughts.
For Natasha waiting for 5 minutes felt like an eternity.
“I was with him for so long that I almost took him for granted,” Natasha thought.
“She was with me for so long that she had become a part of my life,” Mathew thought.
The bell struck indicating the end of the lunch break. Just then Mathew saw her sitting quietly Natasha just couldn’t leave.
“Hey!” Mathew said as he approached her from behind.
She said turning towards him but didn’t say anything.
“Sorry for being late,” he said.
Natasha took a deep breath “My class is starting,” she said.
But before she could get up Mathew knelt before her and gently took hold of her palms.
“Is there something important that you wanna tell me?” he asked her. She shook her head “I promise I won’t say anything,” he assured her.
“I..…..I…….I…… love you,” she said closing her eyes in embarrassment.
She thought he might laugh like an idiot but instead she got a sweet kiss from him.
What happens next is anyone’s guess!