Shadows & Stars

Chapter 4: Mind.

~Alexander's POV

I was in my bed thinking of some random stuff until that guy came into my head. Why did I even give him my jacket. That's so unlike me. He's a complete stranger. I don't even know why I'm thinking about him, but his face was just...so perfect. I'm not even gay but his face gave me butterflies! I don't think that's normal.

Besides all that, my father finally gave me my keys back. I think when he saw me in the rain, it must've made him feel bad. The rain had finally stopped so I decided to go take a ride on my bike, to clear my mind. I put on my black sweatpants and was about to grab my jacket, then I remembered I gave it to a stranger. Guess I'm wearing only a shirt then, cuz none of my other jackets match my outfit. 

I grabbed my keys and headed to the garage. I got onto my bike and drove off. 'Why is he still in my head!' I shouted into my helmet. I stopped at a few lights until I reached the spot were we collided, twice. I parked on the side of the road and just looked at the area. 

Why is he even so perfect? My mind wont let go of the fact that someone like that exists. I like judging people based on their appearance but there's nothing to judge about him. Except that he falls very easily. Even his short 'girly' clothes matches his body. Fuck I'm getting butterflies again. I swear I'm not gay! I fight with my thoughts. 

I soon decided to drive further to my spot in the woods. Close to a lake, surrounded with trees. I sat on my bike and took off my helmet and stared into the distance. My mind still on that guy. I hate not knowing his name. Maybe that could be the one imperfect thing about him? It started to get dark and my father demanded that I be home before sundown. I got onto my bike and rushed home. 

I parked my bike in the garage and went to the front door. Of course my father was waiting for me. "Dad you know you have another son?" "Yes what about it?" "Why don't you lay off me and start worrying about him?" "Because Alex, he's actually responsible." I burst out in laughter. "RESPONSIBLE!?" I continued laughing. "Alex I can't seem to find what you're laughing about." "Dad he is not responsible!" I shrug. "What makes you think that?" He stared at me. "Ugh you're such a suck up." I replied passing him and walked toward my room. 

I know I can be a little rude sometimes but the truth just has to come out. A little while later I heard a knock on the door. "Mist...I mean Alex dinner is ready!" Daphne spoke. "Coming!" I yelled back. I walked down the stairs and saw the dining table set out as if the queen was coming. "What's this for?" I asked my father. "Well Alex, your mother got an early flight. Our driver just picked her up from the airport." My heart sank. I haven't seen my mom in 2 years.

You could say I'm a mommy's boy. My mother is my favorite person ever. Our bond is much stronger than me and my father's. My day just got so much better. We all sat around the table. David and my father talked about random stuff, I wasn't listening of course. I sat impatiently, waiting for my mother. I miss her so much. 

We heard the car pull up in the driveway and I sprint toward the door. When I opened it, my mother stood there and our driver behind her with her bags. "Mom!" I yelled and gave her a hug. "Hello Alexander." She spoke into my shoulder. "Wow you've gotten tall." She smiled ear to ear. "You've gotten short." I chuckled back. "Alex that's not the proper way to greet someone. We wait until they enter the house." My father hissed. "Oh lay of him George, he's just exited to see me." My mom spoke. "And it's lovely to see how exited you and David are to see me..." She said sarcastically. 

"Hi mom." David said softly. He and my mother doesn't get along that well. She's not dumb like my father who falls for his schemes. "Would you like to eat?" My father asked her. "No thank you George, I would like to spend some time with my son. The only person who cared enough to make me feel welcome and not just like a guest." She smiled in my direction. I smiled back.

"Well then lets go mom." I invited her to my car. "Are you really just going to leave?" My father's accent pierced the room. "Yes George. Maybe you and David can spend some time alone since you love him so much." My mother's words made me chuckle. She followed me to my car and I opened the door for her. "Thank you Alexander. How nice of you." "Okay mom lay off the prim and proper act, I'm sick of hearing dad speak like that." I laughed. "Ill try my best" She chuckled.

We drove around and caught up on our lives. I hate how good my mom is at reading my mind. "Somethings on your mind, I just cant figure it out." Her words flew to my ear. "Yeah there is something on my mind, but I don't know how to deal with it." I spoke with a wondering tone. "Tell me, what's bothering you?" "Well today I bumped into someone for the second time, and when I looked at them, I was swept of my feet with their perfect face. Since then I cant get them out of my head. It's so unlike me." 

"Oo! My son finally has a crush!!" She jumped in her seat with joy. "So tell me! What is she like? How does she look!?" "The thing is mom, she's a he." I wasn't scared of telling my mom because out of everybody I knew she would be the most supportive. "Oh. So he must be really pretty then, if he was able to catch your attention so much." She smiled. "I guess. I just cant find anything wrong with his face. He looks absolutely perfect for some reason." I blushed at my words. "Awe, look at you smile!" She chuckled.

"Well we shouldn't tell your father, he will lose his mind." She said seriously. "Yeah he would probably dis-own me."  I smiled. The rest of the ride was pretty fun. Me and my mother found our bond instantly. She kept teasing me about this mystery man that apparently has me head over heals. My face tinted pink every time I thought of him. I hope I get to see him soon. Only difference is, this time I wont let him go.