Sunday, 9:30 pm
Alexandra's POV
I sat on one of the benches, looking at the trees swaying, hearing the leaves rustling, the water in the pond ripple. I could hear birds chirping, just before going away to their nests. That's how it was always. So relaxing and calm.
I closed my eyes, letting the breeze kiss my cheeks, breathing in the cool air.
I opened my eyes to a familiar figure sitting next to me, staring into nothingness. His golden hair being blown out of place by the wind, his blazer unbuttoned and half his button up untucked from his trousers.''Y-you're Erik Durm'' I began
I couldn't believe what I was seeing, he was sitting beside me. The aroma of his manly aftershave besieged the area in which we were sitting.
''Yeah.'' He said in a sulky voice, sounding like he could break down and cry at any moment.
His eyes watered, making his aqua eyes glisten.
I stared at him in amazement, admiring his perfect features, the way his jaws were structured, the serious expression which he possessed.
He turned his head so that his eyes met with mine. After a few short seconds of silence I could sense something was not right
''Are you o-okay?'' I asked trying not to seem too obsessively concerned.
''You don't have to stutter, im not that famous'' He said, looking straight forward, widening his eyes at the last words he spoke.
Yes you are
''What, what do you want, do you want me to sign your shirt or something, I thiiink I have a pen somewhere in my pocket'' he mumbled in a high tone, scavenging for a pen.
''Stop.'' I said in a cold voice.
''Don't you want me to sign you're shirt? He said in a dumb-founded, confused voice.
''I mean that's why you followed me here, right?'' He asked as if he already knew the answer''Last time I checked you came and sat by me'' I replied frustrated
''God, you're so full of yourself, I just happened to come here for nice, quiet,
relaxing evening, not so I can be treated like the typical, obsessive, I-don't-know-what-privacy-is, fan girl'' I shouted, breathing out heavily as I was running out of breath from the lecture I gave him.''Gee, sorry, I mean, I only came here to clear my head, to just forget about everything for an hour or two'' He let out, in an apologetic tone.
''Well, that makes two of us'' I carried on, sighing after.
''I just hate when you are so alone and desperate and you make a stupid decision. And the next day you are aware of it, but you let it continue, becaus-'' he tried to say before I cut him off
''Because you feel like you got a piece of yourself back, a piece you hadn't had for years.'' I finished his sentence, while we both stared into the abyss.
''Exactly'' He agreed emotionless.
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Ok so first off
CONGRATS TO MATS AND CATHY ON GETTING MARRIED, THEY BOTH LOOKED STUNNING!
IM SO HAPPY FOR THEM, BUT THAT MEANS NO DURMMELS :((((
MAYBE THEY CAN ADOPT EGGRIKBut anyway yeah, Alex and Erik meet and are really getting eachother
I try to update everyday from now
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