Birthday
1235 Words
Davis POV
I change in to a pale blue tee and a matching dark blue denim.Then i check my self on the mirror and style my hair a bit.I jot down on a paper all that I need to buy. I dont want missout anything.
First I am planning to buy a cake. Then I need to buy some groceries. I am planning to cook Liam's favorite dish. I also need to buy something fancy to present as a gift.I havent decided on a gift yet.I will give it a thought while shopping the other items.
I couldnt settle on a gift yet. I could finish buying the rest of the items on the list. I see a gold ring. I just cant take my eyes off it.
Liam doesnt have any ring nor I.Once I asked Liam about our wedding rings. He said "sorry, back then we couldnt afford"
This simple ring is right size and simply beautiful with no design at all. Then I wonder how it be this damn pretty with no design. It sure is like my Liam. He wear nothing special, yet damn beautiful no matter what he wears.
Does Liam has enough in this card to pay this ring, isnt this a blackcard afterall. And this ring doesnt cost much either.
I go to counter and check out. Offcourse the card didnt fail my expectations. Now everything on list is finally complete. What is left is to hurry back home.
"Liam" " Is that you"
I turn around to see a handsome man in his mid 20s. Sharp jawline porcelain skin, he looks perfect.
"Liam, I thought you went missing, god sake what happened to you " " Why didnt you go back home" he said. Is he refering to my Liam.
" Liam is my husband" I said
"you are married, didnt you went missing. so you were actually having your honeymoon"
" Do you know me" I asked
"You dont remember me" he asked backing a little.
" I am sorry, 3 months ago i met with an accident. I forgot everything after." I said
" What the hell Liam" he said
"I am not Liam but my husband is. I am davis"
"Lets go home" he says pulling on my arm. I push him away and balance my self on my feet, finally looking at him I say
" I am not going anywhere, it is my husbands birthday. I need to hurry back home".
Then he stares at me a bit and when i finally turn to leave he grabs both my arms and turn me around to face him.
"I am marc, your best friend. Sorry for the earlier , i just got a bit overly exicted. Can I come to your place"
" I cant do that. We barely know each other. My husband wont like it" I say backing away.
"You have brought groceries. Are you planning to cook him something nice."
I nod my head
" Very good. I am a great chef. Back then you liked my cooking very much. I can help you with cooking and your husband will be so happy with the outcome. I can assure"
"So davis can I come with you"
I nod again. I want this day to be special to Liam and my cooking skills are not that great, even so Liam always eat my food without one single complain. I want him to taste somthing nice on his special day. So i take marc with me. Well he cant be my best friend, he is calling me by my husbands name. I feel something fishy about marc. Nevermind.
"So Liam, who is your husband. Can you tell more about him" marc asked
"I am sorry marc , I myself dont know much about him. I wish i know more about him but I havent regain my memory yet."
I hear him sigh. I know Liam wont like this.
Marc pov
Isn't that Liam. Didnt he went missing. I was not being myself getting all worried about him, here him lesiurely shopping. I just cant believe him. I confront him.
"Liam. Is that you"
"Liam I thought you went missing. For god sake what happened to you"
He keeps looking at me in absolute horror. Am I lookimg that scary. Talk dammit.
"Why didnt you go back home" uncle is also seemed worried the way he talked last time I called them
"Liam is my husband"
Finally he speaks some words. Husband , what did he say.
"You are married, didnt you went missing. so you were actually having your honeymoon"
"Do you know me" he asked
Is he sick or something
"I am sorry 3 months ago i met with an accident. I barely remember anything before that"
"What the hell Liam" I say
" I am not Liam but my husband is "
Too bad I want to punch him right on his face, but I dare not in a shopping mall.
"Lets go home" I say dragging him outside. He starts pushing me and soon gets out of my hold. This b***h.
"I am not going anywhere it is my husbands birthday. I need to hurry back home"
Ok if that is how it is going. I cant give up yet. I should atleast know where he lives so that i can give the news to uncle later. I cant just let him go, not that easy. Who knows i might be able to meet his loving husband also. 2 birds in one stone. I internally smile.
"I am marc your best friend. sorry for the earlier. I just got a bit overly excited. Can I come to your place" I ask with pleading eyes.
He keeps looking at me in daze. Say yes b***h.
"I cant do that we barely know each other. My husband wont like that"
I take a deep breath. I cant possibly let my anger take over and destroy this rare chance. Can I. No way
"You have brought groceries. Are you planning to cook him something nice" I ask.
he nods
" Very good. I am a great chef.Back then you liked my cooking very much. I can help you with cooking and your husband will be so happy with the outcome. I can assure"
I see some positive look on Liam finally.
Then pull my final card.
"So davis can I come with you" he finally agrees.
Well Liam be ready to say bye bye to your happy marriage then. I will make sure of that.
We reach his house. It is a middle class small house with 2 bedrooms, pantry and bathroom. Interior is nicely arranged and most of the items i see are branded top new items, complete opposite of the outside look.
I walk to the kitchen and start with cooking. My cooking skills are not a lie.I learned cooking from my mom at a very young age. She is no longer with me but i can sure bring the same old taste so i always feel like she is around somewhere inside me.
Soon i finish cooking.I looks over my shoulder, I see Liam cleaning and dusting the house.
I am sure about onething after coming here Liam is not hallucinating. He sure share this house with someone else. But who could be this man.
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to be continued
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