Clousure

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Claudia's POV

Fiancée.

Fiancée.

Fiancée.

The one word that was inside of my brain now. The only word I could hear.

I shouldn't be surprised. I shouldn't feel a damn thing but still I was surprised and it certainly made me feel something...

-I can't believe we haven't met before- Sarah said when she finally stopped shaking my hand.

-I can't believe it either- I replied while I was wondering how it was possible that someone was thatperfect. Tall, blonde, gazelle. Lovely, smart and successful in life. How on earth was this possible?

Suddenly I felt somebody's hand on my arm. I slightly turned my head and saw Lars. The smirk on his face assured me he knew exactly who Sarah was. I was about to introduce him when I realized Alex wasn't with him.

-Lars where the hell is Alex?

-Chill lion-mama, Thomas is here as well and Alex is with him now. He's forcing him to buy him that big figurine of Darth Vader- I felt relieved when I found out that Alex was safe with Lars's boyfriend, or fiancé as he wanted me to call him. Lars was a great man but let's just say that he wasn't always cautious and careful. He was the kinda person who was able to lose their shoes and now even realize that- Now maybe you'd be so nice to introduce me. Still making the same mistakes...

-Sure. Lars this is Sarah, Bastian's fiancée- I tried to make the word sound as cheerful as it was possible, yet I had a feeling I didn't really succeed.

-Nice to meet you Lars.

-It's a pleasure meeting you.

-Claudia you should definitely have a dinner with us- she offered with her pearly voice- Of course your husband is invited as well.

-We're not together- We said automatically but that wasn't the thing that surprised me. What surprised me was Bastian's strong voice which said almost the exact sentence Lars and I did.

-Stop doing that- I told off myself in my head- Stop analyzing everything. Stop seeing and hearing things that are not there.

I was acting as if I didn't learn anything during my entire life. I did learn plenty things. And forgetting about them only because I saw Bastian with his perfect fiancée shouldn't change anything. Even if it was the Bastian...

-Oh I'm sorry, silly me- she blushed slightly and somehow she looked even more beautiful than a minute ago.

I felt like I was standing next to a care-bear mixed with Aphrodite.

-Don't be, nothing happened. We'd love to have a dinner with you- Lars said before I managed to stop him. I glared at him but he seemed unfazed. I had no idea what was happening in his crazy mind but I was 100% it wasn't anything good.

-What about this Friday?

-We have a game on Saturday...- Bastian started.

-And I have to make an interview with them before and after the game- I finished ignoring Bastian's eyes that were staring at me.

-Sunday, then?

-Sunday's okay. We'll see you then- Lars replied.

-We really gotta go now. It was lovely meeting you.

-You too Claudia, I'm looking forward to our dinner- Sarah grinned just when I thought her beam couldn't get any bigger and brighter.

-I'll see you at work Claudia- something in Bastian's voice told me he wasn't really keen on the idea of having a 'lovely' dinner together. Least we still shared the same point of view. At least about some things.

-Yeah, I'll see you then- I mumbled before walking away into the direction of Alex's favorite shop.

-It was lovely meeting her, huh?- Lars asked when we were far from the 'lovebirds'.

-You are such a dickhead Lars- I hissed as I nudged him using my entire strength.

-I love it when you're angry. You look like a little Chihuahua. I might be a dickhead but I'm being a dickhead only for your own sake.

-My own sake? Are you nuts?

- Bastian never left your mind Claudia, don't even thing bout denying- he cut me off before I even started speaking- You need a closure to start a new life. And this dinner will be one.

-You're still a dickhead- I whispered as we entered the shop.

'Maybe he was right' I thought to myself when I saw Alex still trying to force Thomas to buy him his dreamed toy. I needed to concentrate on my life and even though the memories of my love for Bastian were buried deep inside of me they still had a massive influence on everything I was doing. We were over for a long, long time and I surely had to finally forget about him. So maybe the dinner was a good idea. Or maybe not...


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