Most people would probably care about things like that, but Trish didn’t. She fully expected people to try to entice Alix and get him to be with them. To her he was perfect and so who wouldn’t want him? She certainly couldn’t imagine people not wanting him. And yes, she would happily admit to being biased. She honestly didn’t see what was so wrong with being biased. And in the end all those women lost and Alix was still her’s and she fully intended to keep it that way as long as he wanted her. She could only hope that he’d continue to want her as long as she was going to want him.
There had been people before that told Trish that her world revolving almost completely around just one person wasn’t healthy. They tried to get her to ‘broaden her horizons’ and some such. She didn’t want to. She had thought a time or two in school she’d found her ‘one’, but she’d been wrong. When she’d met Alix she truly realized what it meant to have the one person she was meant for. And if he decided to leave her, well, then she’d happily die old and alone and with the memories she had made with him. Her mum seemed to at least understand as she’d told Trish she felt the same way about Trish’s father.
The smile on her face had to look absolutely ridiculous as his words invoked what was most undoubtedly the most giddy and happy expression she’d had in a while. “I don’t. My only plans tonight were to come to Diagon Alley and do some shopping and I’ve got everything I came for.” She didn’t need anything from the WWW and so she could come back a different time to see it. “I don’t have any plans on parting from you tonight. Not now that we’ve run into each other and talked.” She fully planned on continuing to reacquaint herself with him again.
“Let’s go?” She worded it as a question, but her arms dropped from around his waist, while one quickly reached out and snatched his hand, lacing her fingers with his. She started walking, tugging him along with her. She was kind of afraid that if she let go of him he might disappear. Of course they didn’t get very fair before she stopped and blinked. “Oh. Um, we shouldn’t go where I’m staying. I was going to take you to my place, but, well... My parents are there.” And it seemed so wrong to say she was living at home again, but it was only temporary. Her move back had been just as quick as her move away. “We could go to your place?”