At Least You Have Me

Chapter 1

AUTHOR'S NOTE

SO I HOPE YOU LIKED THE PROLOGUE. I REALLY HOPE YOU COMMENT. WHNE I POSTED THE PERLOGUE IN LESS THAN 1 MINUTE I ALREADY HAD 8 READS. (I KNOW IT ISN'T THAT MUCH BUT IN LESS THAN 1 MINUTE YEAH!)

SO HERE IS CHAPTER 1!

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I sat him down, turned on the radiator and switched the T.V. on. I went to the kitchen and turned on the coffee machine and went back to the living room. "What's your name sir?" I asked politely, hoping for an audible answer.

"Antonio, Antonio Del Azul" he answered looking up at me.

"Are you Spanish? Antonio Del Azul sounds Spanish to me..."

"No, Mexican, my parents immigrated to England after being rejected by the U.S.A"

"Oh interesting, so were you born here in London?"

"Yes, I've lived here all my life"

'PING!' The coffee machine rang; I went to get it and came back with two mugs filled with boiling hot coffee.

"So where were we," I said "You say you live here, so what are you doing alone in the freezing cold all by yourself, you do know it is Christmas!?"

"Yeah...yes I do" he mumbled

"What's wrong sir, are you crying?"

"No , no I'm not," he said wiping the tears from his eyes, "I'm okay, don't worry about me, I must be getting going, I apologise for barging in on you, good-bye and thanks for the coffee" he said getting up and reaching for his coat and scarf.

"Where are you going sir-?"

"Please, call me Antonio"

"Oh, ok, Antonio, it's two in the morning I don't know where you can go like that...I mean, it’s cold and I don't know where you can catch a bus..."

"Yeah, you're right; you don't suppose I can sleep here tonight do you? I mean, I know it is quite weird since I don't even know your name!"

"Oh yeah, my name is Lorena, Lorena Clarick."

"Nice to meet you Lorena, you have quite a nice name," he said with a grin on his face, "Do you speak Spanish? Tu eres muy guapa!"

I didn't speak that much Spanish but I understood 'Tu eres muy guapa' It meant 'You are very pretty'. I blushed. "Gracias, so you didn't tell me what you were doing alone outside on Christmas Eve crying your eyes out!" I smirked.

"Me, llorar* [*crying]? Really?" he joked, trying to fake a smile. I got up and sat next to him. I held his hand and looked him in the eyes, "You were crying, big boy, what's wrong? I know this might sound rushed to you, but you can tell me anything, I can help you."

"I caught my girlfriend in bed with some guy from her gym class, I knew something was strange, with her coming home really late and all, I should have known... I was so stupid."

"Don't worry at least you have me... I mean if I hadn't found you outside... Imagine what would have happened!" I said looking at him. There was a moment of silence and I glanced up at the clock and gasped. "Oh my gosh! It's nearly four, we should go to bed!"

"Where am I sleeping?"

"Oh, you, yeah I nearly forgot, you are sleeping in the guest room, the last door on your right at the end of the corridor"

"Oh thanks; and the bathroom?"

"The door opposite your room"

"Thanks beautiful," he smiled and kissed me on the cheek, "Good night."

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SO I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS 1ST CHAPTER! I LOVED IT! SORRY FOR MY SPANISH, IT'S MY 1ST YEAR!

TA FOR NOW

CAMILLE x