Alegría | Bartra

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Day two

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Marc Bartra.

The name sounding so beautiful and graceful whenever it rolls off of your tongue. His name reminds me of the way he smiles whenever I would poke his cheeks or how he always wraps his arms around me from behind to show everyone else that I belong to him and he to me.

I sigh heavily as I glance at my painting that I need to hand my teachers in the university tomorrow but it's not even close to be finished; all my inspiration is back in Barcelona, playing football and probably sleeping at the moment.

Why does he have to play for Barcelona, some football club in America would have been so much better...

Dipping my paint brush into red acryl colour and letting it hit the canvas, I try to concentrate on my work but Marc keeps on creeping in my mind.

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His handsome smile seems to get even brighter as he blinks looking at the sun, his eyes growing even more beautiful and colourful.

"What are you thinking about?" I ask him after I shed another few moments examining his perfect features and his expression that shows complete happiness.

"You" he replies and grins at me cheekily as he watches my cheeks turn into a terrible red colour.

"Stop it Prince Charming" I tell him and slap his chest playfully, causing him to laugh.

"It's true," he defends himself, "I look at the sun and the brightness reminds me of your smile"

"Marc, you are making me blush!" I whine and look at him with begging eyes.

I always don't know how to react to compliments, so I magically always seem to decide on the most awkward solution possible; blushing and turning away while giggling uncontrollably.

"Baby, you light up my world like nobody else" Marc begins to sing loudly as he grabs both of my hands to spin me around.

"Marc, everyone is staring!" I whisper-shout before laughing softly, trying to ignore the curious and annoyed glances of people around us.

Unique is the word most people would describe me with but I don't like to be the center of attention everybody around is noticing and staring at.

"I don't care, I love it!" he continues to quote another song as I giggle helplessly, letting him spin me around in circles.

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My doorbell rings and interrupts my thoughts, making me sprint to my frontdoor and opening it.

"What's up girl?"

My best friend Mariella grins widely and steps in after hugging me tightly.

"Preparing the project for university" I answer and smile at her vaguely.

"You don't seem to excited about it" Mariella realizes as her smile drops, "it's because you miss him, right?"

I nod as I sigh and bury my head into my hands, feeling my heart ache terribly as I think of the time I've last seen him two weeks ago.

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"You are making my heart break if you cry" Marc whispers as his thumbs run over my cheeks continuously, his eyes locked with mine.