My Story | kylian Mbappé

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18/10/22

The next morning I woke up in Kylian's arms, warm and cozy and not wanting to get up. I reluctantly peeled myself away from him and walked to the bathroom. Gazing at my reflection, I heard the door open quietly and saw Kylian in the mirror. He stepped up beside me, his warm arm was placed into my shoulder, he whispered good morning. I smiled, turning to face him. We looked into each other's eyes. He finally let go of me and announced that it was time to make some breakfast.

I immediately replied "Pancakes!" which made us both laugh, as pancakes were our favorite breakfast. His eyes lit up, and he began gathering all the ingredients. Soon enough, he had the batter ready and all the accessories such as syrup, fruits, and cream on the table. Kylian began cooking the pancakes, flipping each one within seconds. Even though I offered to help, he said that it was his pleasure to do it for me. He asked me to take a seat at the table and wait for the pancakes to be served. Every now and then, he would look up from the stove and shoot me a mischievous smile, making me laugh and love being in his presence even more.

Soon enough, the pancakes were ready and all piled up on the plate that was placed in front of me. The aroma of the pancakes was heavenly, making my mouth water just by smelling them. I grabbed a stack of pancakes and topped it with freshly cut strawberries and some cinnamon sugar. As we ate the pancakes and sipped on our coffee, we talked about a multitude of different topics; from the future to our childhood memories. We were comfortable in each other's presence, and I felt myself growing closer and closer as the time went by. I was content and happy in that moment and I wished it would have never ended.

But all good things must come to an end, and soon we finished our breakfast and had to start with our daily routines. Kylian asked me if i needed a ride and i said, it was okay but he insisted.

I sighed as I got into the car with Kylian and put my bag away. We talked and laughed while we drove, expressing how much it seemed that everything Jude always did was wrong. We sang along to the songs on the radio. He smiled and laughed so much, it made me forget about Jude. I loved it. He asked me so many questions about my plans for the future, how I was feeling, my opinions on some current issues. The conversation was going smoothly, I realized how much he has been there for me this entire time and how much he supports me. I felt really lucky for having such a great friend.

Kylian then asked me where to drop me off and I said the address to my apartment building. When the time came for us to separate we both got out of the car. He hugged me tight, I couldn't get any luckier. He's always been here for me when I needed it. Same goes for me, I've always been there for Kylian when he needed it. We were unstoppable. I asked Kylian to stay for a bit, and go with me up to see my new place. But sadly he had some things to do such as meetings and training.

I opened the door and hang my jacket on the coat rack, and put down my keys. As I was talking my shoes off I saw Jude walking around with some moving boxes. This made the flashbacks come back, I tried to hide it and I did pretty good. He just looked at me and continued to pack his stuff, I couldn't wait until he moved so I didn't have to think about him. I was about to make myself some coffee when he suddenly said something about I could only guess was about Kylian. "Moved on quickly I see" he said looking at me in disgust. "Don't act like you didn't cheat on me with MY SITER"  I shouted. "ITS YOUR OWN FAULT FOR BEING SO GOD DAMN ANNOYING!!" He yelled, taking steps close to me. I backed away from him, but I hit the kitchen counter. "Have fun with your new boyfriend, the moving truck is here tomorrow. Thank god" he laughed at the last bit. He was really making me the evil one. "Have fun with MY SISTER" I yelled at him, just for him to look at me and saying: "Will do"

I felt completely heartbroken. All I wanted was for him to just go away and never come back. The worst thing was, he was becoming a part of me again. He was filling up my head with all this unnecessary bullshit. I was so mad at myself for letting him in again, I felt so disrespected. He had no effect on me, it was all in my head.

Finally after it felt like ages he finished packing and texting me words of hatred and sadness. I just wanted the peace to stay, but all I could think of was the next morning with the moving citizens knocked on my door, and the fact that he would officially be gone.

That's when I remembered Kylian.

He was here for while Jude was still in my life, and he was here after. No complains, no words, nothing at all. He was here for me, always. A loyal friend that I could truly trust for anything and everything. And I was blessed for having someone like Kylian, who cared for me this much all along. His love and support were gifts that I appreciated from the bottom of my heart and it was the most amazing feeling ever.

It was getting late so I went doing my usual night-time routine—showering, brushing my teeth, and going through my mental to-do list for tomorrow. But, when I lay down in bed all I could think about was Jude and what he had done. I still couldn't believe it. I had a hard time pushing the thought of Jude away and focusing on something else. I tried a couple of ways—reading a book, closing my eyes and imagining a nice and peaceful place. Nothing worked.

Finally, I tried to Immerse myself in the present moment. I focused on my breathing and let myself be one with my surroundings, listening to the sounds around my room, taking in the smell. This time it worked, I was falling asleep.