Across the Atlantic (Bastian Schweinsteiger)

He's a liar

I feel myself a bad person. How could I left Basti instead of Gabriel?

Wait.

He left me first. So this was kind of revenge.

"Are you okay?" Gabriel moved his hand nervously through his hair.

"Yeah, why are you asking?" I was surprised his question.

"Uhm..it was just you look so pale", Thank god.

"No I'm fine", I smiled and he didn't mention it anymore.

When we had finished and he had paid -even though I wanted- we went to the park. I couldn't help but think Basti. All of our memories led to somewhere. Like I couldn't go anywhere without him. Well, he wasn't actually there. But in my thoughts. He was everywhere.

"Do you want ice cream?" I realized he had been waving a hand in front of me like a minute.

"Sorry, I was in my thoughts", I mumbled awkwardly.

"That's fine, you want some ice cream?" He repeated.

"Uhm...I'm so full, sorry", I let out my cutest and unguiltiest smile.

"Yep, you're right", he said and touched his stomach. "Can we go there?" He pointed his index finger somewhere far and I just nodded.

We headed to the bench and watched the little birds. It was the same place where I spent my evening with Basti. Then he kissed me and we..Oh my God even though I am just thinking I feel the butterflies.

No. You. Don't. Like. Basti. Anymore.

I need to get these thoughts away.

"Gab", I smiled.

"What?" I guess he was surprised that I spoke.

"Would you come into movies with me today?"

"Of course", he smiled. "But wait..do you understand German?"

"That's not the biggest problem", I smiled. "I have a translator."

"Which movie do you want to see?"he uttered.

"Uhm..Don't know yet", I just got that idea.

"Hey..I have a better proposition", he lift his hand. "We could go into my house and watch a movie. We would also watch it in English."

"That's a great idea, let's go!" I giggled and he smiled from ear to ear.

Bastian's P.O.V.

I made my way to Poldi. I was so pissed that only he could understand my bad mood. I was ready to throw all the furnitures and things from my way.

I knocked the door and pushed the doorbell million times before he opened the door.

"Basti, you look terrible. Come in!" He opened the door even more.

I walked onto the sofa and he headed into the kitchen. A moment later he came back and handed me a beer.

"Now tell me what's wrong?" He sat next to me and I took a ship.

"My life is fucked up", I breathed out.

"Details, please", I know he would ask them sooner or later.

"Alice", I breathed. "She lied."

"Alice lied what? Tell me Basti", he sighed.

"I was going to dates or "dates" with her. Anyway we were supposed to eat together and she went with someone else. You know how it feels when you are late because of traffic and then see your love with another guy. I'm so tired and mad Poldi. You know it", I was almost crying but he understood.