Chapter 5

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I looked at those golden hair strands that perfectly danced in the calming air. He stood there still looking at me, without judging over the fact that I was laying on sand. “I don’t know what I am doing atm man.” I sighed with confusion.
Smile brushed his face, as he gave his hand, for me to get up, but all I was doing was searching in those eyes, if he still liked me? “C’mon, get up already.” He pulled me out of my own misery as I took his hand and stood up. “Let’s go back. Everyone’s waiting.” He was not showing a single emotion of ecstasy. So, without pulling any strings I started to walk around. Quietly.

After knowing that Alain likes me, everything suddenly felt different now. His eyes, his smile, his dialogues and every fucking single gestures of his felt different to me. And that kinda made me awkward around him.
“So, well, what I am gonna say, it’s may be out of topic but…” Alain hesitated voice pulled my whole attention towards him. Where he was looking straight at sand with every step he took, “Is Mateo, really Mateo…or?” WHICH MATEO IS HE TALKING ABOUT NOW!

“Which Mateo, my boyfriend Mateo or my best friend Mateo?” I wanna know which MF he is talking about so I don’t do any shit.

“Obviously the Mateo with whom you stood there at front door with suitcase in your hands.”
Now that’s the worst way to describe fake Mateo.

“He is Mateo, a real Mateo.-

“Then why did he introduce himself as your boyfriend when he stood there at the front door?” he cut in my words, as he finally looked at me, with full of suspicions.
Oh shoot. I forgot I introduced him as that Mateo…OMG theres so much Mateo’s in my story!!!!

Sea spoke on my behalf killing the silence around. But my silence was way too loud than the sea hitting its head on the sand shore.
“Tell me, what’s going on Lilia? And that guy told he is Mateo, your boyfriend. So, who is the real Mateo? What is happening?” he suddenly sounded concern and tensed for me. it made me remember the day, when we were in school grade 5th, and I took the pencil from road because it was looking beautiful, and the other day I started showing it off around the class suddenly a girl came around claiming it was her’s and lost but I sold it to another girl who was willing me to exchange it for chips and chocolates- whole mess was created as I got the tag name of theif. But as usual Alain came for my rescue, turning the tables around for me.

“He is also Mateo. And he is also Mateo. Both are Mateo. So-

“So you are double-dating!?” what the fuck.

I scoffed, “I can’t drink and write at the same time- how the fuck am I supposed to handle two hearts at the same time!?”
“That’s what I thought!” is this an insult?
“What do you mean.” My eyes narrowed, as I walk in front of his face, “I can date two men at the same time. If I want to. Got it Alain.”

He laughed as if I was a kid. “Whatever. But then why did he introduced himself as your boyfriend?”

Alain kept asking me same question again and again, even though I tried to shift the topic around he asked the same question again. “Well…” what story did I gave to my mothe- oh yeah, I remembered, “I thought my boyfriend Mateo will be so busy he couldn’t come and attend the event. So I told my bestfriend Mateo attend the wedding with me around. And to keep mama’s heart I told him to introduce himself as my boyfriend.” Reading all the stories helped me to create one at an instant. I am lucky that I choosed to be a fucking literary agent. Or I was doomed!

“I see.” He sounded convinced…and silence took over. As sky started to melt down, the canvas looking blue colour of it started dripping tiny drops on us as air got stronger and happier to spill the sky colours around. “Then why did Mateo kept addressing himself last night as Jake”

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