Coffee Stains - A novel based on The Fooo Conspiracy

3. making peace

I am so sorry about last time when I just left. I had to go but I will continue what happened that day now:

We're too close to the sun

The last sentence of the song ecos in my ears. I so love that song. It was written by Apollo 5 a Swedish band I love to guds.
I am still smiling from the incident with the guy I still don't know the name to. "I didn't think you had it in you!" I hear his voice behind me and turn around. He leans on the backrest of his seat and smiles at me. His cheeks show dimples as he does so and his face becomes even prettier. "Well now you know!" I respond. I can't help but smile back at him. And he sitts back down. Instead of what he was wearing before, he now wears a grey shirt. Long arms and emphasizing his abbs. Did I really just write that? He changed from one pair of black jeans into another. And his shoes were like the ones my grandfather wears but well... Who's judging here. "Anything wrong?" He asks because I am starring at him. "What?" I shrug out of my thoughts "no everything is perfect!" I smile and he starts scrutinizing me. Before I can say anything he states: " we should call it even. My name is Oscar by the way." He holds his hand up ready to make peace. My eyes are slots. I don't trust him. What is he planning? At least I know his name now. I should be polite and take his peace offer on the other hand it could be a trap...

I still take his hand. It feels warm and soft yet in destroyable like stone. My hand fits in his like it is meant to be there. Like, again, someone handcrafted our hands so they would fit perfectly. He squeezes my hand softly and I can feel the strength that comes with him. Suddenly I feel awe and I breathe: "It's Klara but my friends call me Klerii. Nice to meet you." We just smile at each other until we both awkwardly let go of our hands.
"Klerii huh?" He lets the taste of that name feel on his tongue. I ignore him.
"So where are you from?" I finally ask the question that has been bugging me all day. Again he just looks at me. "Here and there..." He replies evasive. "Here and there? Really?" I laugh. "That usually means you're homeless or e serial killer!" He grins back at me saying nothing. "When someone asks you where you're from you normally answer at least what country you live in." I say now serious. He takes a breath. "Fine! I'm from Sweden! Stockholm to be exact." He finally says playing exhausted. Then we both laugh. Wait. Stockholm? Oh no.

"So are you on your way home right now?" I ask just to be sure.
He nods. "What about you? Where is you're way going?"
"Ahhh you know... Here and there..." I tease him smiling. He laughs. He gives me the seriously look and I stick out my tongue. "Just so it happens I am on my way to Stockholm as well. Vacation at my aunts place." Not sure of his reaction I look at him. His face stays emotionless. "That is such an coincidence!" He finally smiles. "So I guess we are suck with each other then." We both grin at each other and then he says: "I hope you don't mind if I rest a little I'm exhausted. And we still have five hours to go." He says after a few minutes. "Noo sure go ahead." I said but he has already put his earplugs in his ears and I can hear the bear buzzing. I really do not like this Oscar guy. My head thinks. But my body seems to think otherwise. I start listening to music again as well and slowly the movement of the train and the steady breaths of Oscar lures me to sleep.

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I wake up, as it seems, moments later by Oscar patting my head. "Hey! Weird girl Wake up! It's Hamburg soon! We have to exit the train!" Weird girl? I shockingly realize that my head is resting on his shoulder and I apparently have been drooling all over his shirt. In embarrassment I get up and look around. I just slept 5 hours!
"Why didn't you wake me?" I ask angry and sip on my now disgustingly cold latte. "Well you seemed so happy with the dream you were having I wasn't planning on destroying that..." He replies with a wicked smile. Crap "did I talk in my sleep?" I ask horrified. My dream was about him. (I really hate my subconscious for dreams like that.) It had maybe something to do with him and me being naked. Now he knowingly looks at me and keeps smiling evily. Then he nods his head. I face palm myself. "Oh god!"
"It's no big deal! A lot of girls like to dream of me naked. I can understand! I do it too." He says like it was the most usual thing i n the world. "What dream of yourself naked?" I ask amused and his smile returns. I start giggling. Then the conductor said: "next stop Hamburg central station! Alight here for international trains!" Oscar and I both get up. "Would you consider having me as your travel companion?" He said as we are about to leave the train. "Travel companions? WE? Really? OMG I would be honoured!" I say mocking and underline my charade with some clapping and acting like some crazy fangirl (which I am not!) He grins and my heart starts pounding faster. Stupid heart. Laughing and chatting we stroll in the direction of our next train.

"What platform is it?" Oscar asks and I look on my travel plan. "Platform 9 3/4" I say and look at Oscar to see his reaction. He starts laughing and looks at me in a way he has not looked at me before. "No seriously!" We look up on the sign. Platform 6 train to Copenhagen. We're already there and our train goes in 45 minutes. "Crap" he says then he turns to me. "Hey what is your favorite food?" He asks smirking and my heart does that thing again.