" Clara? "
I turned around and covered my mouth with my hands immediately after realising who was standing in front of me now.
" Martin " I almost cried.
He smiled brighter than ever before, got closer and hugged me tightly.
" Your set was amazing " he whispered and I did nothing but smile.
He let go and checked me out from top to toe.
" You look happy " he smiled and I just nodded, " I am happy "
Martin joined us for dinner and we talked a lot about dj'ing, about parties, about travelling. Fun stuff were told by everyone and we just laughed a lot and enjoyed dinner together. It felt like one big family.
After dinner we went back to the hotel and Martin joined me for a while because he wanted to talk to me alone.
" I've missed you so much " he said, holding my hands. I smiled.
" My parents told me everything " I said.
" They did? " he looked kinda surprised.
" Yeah "
" Shall I tell you the best moments we had together? " he asked, smiling. We both got to sit on the edge of the bed and he told me a lot. He didn't stop telling. It felt like I had missed so much in my life. Like I had never been there. Like it were just dreams. But it was real. It all happened.
" Once we were both soaked of the rain. It was storming. Raining. Thunder. Lightning. And we just stood there, staring at what happened in the skies. There was sun what kept us warm. A beautiful rainbow made that moment even more special. When the sun dissapeared and it got dark and scary, I promised I would protect you ", he paused, " forever ", he paused again, " but I didn't "
" Marty, it's okay. It happened years ago. You're here now and you got a second chance to protect me, take it " I smiled.
" I've missed you so fucking much " he said again.
" Do you realise how many times you say that? " I giggled.
" Maybeeee " he sang. Martin told me some more nice moments and I enjoyed him being with me after so many years.
***
After the festival I arrived back home. That evening, when I was looking around my room I noticed a paper. I took it and read it.
Because you're different.
CR7.
Ps: Toni: *followed by a phone number*
James: *followed by a phone number*
Gareth: *followed by a phone number*
I smiled at the memories of me and Cristiano in Rhodes. Would he still know me? Does he think of me, cuz' I do think about him every day.
I took my phone, opened the messages app and chose to write a new message. I typed Toni's number and a message...
Hi
