Silas: The Big QuestionMature

I had been nursing my head for quite a while. I couldn't exaclty remember what I had said to anyone or done earlier on but after napping, the hangover hit me more than it usually does.

We had parked up in this camp site and everyone else had gone, leaving me alone in the van. I suppose it was good since it gave me chance to think everything through. Think about what I needed to do.

"Feeling better now Silas?" Flossie was at the door, smiling a little.

"Was I that bad?" I contemplated holding my head in shame but decided that things were probably as bad as they were going to get.

"Lou thought it was cute." She whispered, climbing into the van.

"Go on." I said. "How embarrassing was I?"

She hugged me, whispering "Very." in my ear. I rested my head on her shoulder, sighing. In the end, we both started laughing.

"Sorry. Am I interrupting something?" Lou was at the door, smiling awkwardly.

I released Flossie from the embrace, whispering "Thanks." as I left the van, leading Lou away with me.

"Where are we going?" She asked, looking to me with a worried face.

"Before. You wanted to ask me a question. You never finished it." I was rambling.

"You did give me an answer though. You said 'yes'". She was smart this one. She could remember stuff, even silly little things that I had said in the middle of a crisis.

"Well..." I had no clue how to answer that. We stopped walking, finding ourselves a fair distance away from the van. She was looking at me - I had to say something but what? Maybe I should run away. No. Bad idea. So what should I do? Lou smiled a cute smile, tilting her head as if to ask what I was thinking.

"Well?" She replied, looking me in the eyes.

"What were you going to say?" I blurted out, hoping that I could avoid the awkwardness of not knowing what to say again.

"I was going to ask if you are single. Is the answer still right?"

"Why would you be doing that? What difference does it make if I am or not?" I was being defensive. Too defensive? I certainly hoped not.

"What do you think?" She smiled knowingly, almost laughing at the fact she could see I didn't know what to do. Then a thought hit me.

Kiss her.

Why don't I just kiss her? It appealed to me, that's for sure.

Then it hit me. I told someone that I liked Louise. Who? No, that doesn't matter. It wasn't her was it? I hope not.

Take the risk. There was a little voice in my head that was tormenting me. Pushing me. Maybe I should just do it.

"Silas? Are you alright?" She looked concerned, reaching out to take my hand.

"Are you interested in me?" I murmured, half hoping that she wouldn't have heard.

It was her turn to not know what to say. I watched her look down at her feet, wondering what to say. I held her chin, lifting her face up.

"Promise not to laugh at what I'm about to say?" I asked, holding her face level with mine. She was so close that I could smell her and she smelt simply amazing. It took every part of me not to lean forward and kiss her right there, all romantic under that beautiful moon but I resisted.

She nodded gently, not being able to nod much more since I was still holding her head. "Go on Silas."

I took a deep breath and opened my mouth, words spilling out. I knew that I wouldn't get the chance to take them back so I simply looked at her and waited for her response.

"I'm not very good at this. So, you know, would you like to go out? Me, you. Us. A date. So, what do you say?"

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