Never without you

It had been 8 mouths since I had last seen Lewis, 8 mouths since I had felt his body ageist my own. It had been the longest gap we had ever had apart. Even though we had been on and off for the past year after our failed relationship. But now here I was in his room again. It almost felt as if I had never left. Everything looked as I had remembered it, the same posters I had helped him put up covered every available bit of wall. His room wasn’t the biggest but, I still loved it. I could never understand my feelings toward him. I loved him, but I didn’t trust him. There had been far too many times I had spent in his bed while he had another girl in his heart. Although I knew he felt the same way I did about him. But things were never simple between us.
We seemed to constantly be playing a game. One I was losing. I took a big sip of my double vodka and coke. I was tipsy. He wasn’t drinking but I needed to, there was no way I could ender what I was doing to myself by being here. Without being smashed. I loved him. I wanted him. But he was bad for me. He sang along to the oases lyric playing on the stereo behind him, we sat on his bed my legs over him.
“How many times have you been in love?” I asked him, when the song ended. The room spinning. I wore black slit jeans and a low cut top with a crop top underneath. My red and black hair was in a messy fishtail, my fringe hanging over one eye.
“Twice” he said.
“Louise and savanna?” I asked, probably not being as sly as I thought I was.
“Not Louise” Lewis said, his eyes meeting me for a brief second.
“How many girls you slept with now?” I asked lying back on the bed.
“Five” he said, with a cheeky smile.
“No way is it five” I laugh.
“Yeah, you my first, Louise’s, Emma, Savana and that other girl I told you about.” He said moving to sit on the window seal his legs hanging over the bed.