The first and last Love

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I was in a big hole without escape. What could I say ? Maybe in 1 month I could say that we broke up..but that would be a lie about a lie and I think that's the worse. There's nothing I could do.
- that..that seems ok. I will talk with him!
- Great sweetie! I will love to meet your prince since you met mine first. - she started to laugh really loud and in a such annoying way that didn't make me laugh at all. - well, I'm gonna show you my little house!
- Yeah, sure.
  I  followed her while she was talking about why she came to Los Angeles and where her parents are, what and where she studied but to be honest I really didn't care. I didn't care about anything of that. My head was all around the subject: who is my boyfriend ?! I don't know. Maybe I can tell Sergio to be my boyfriend ?! I would explain him everything. Or Diego ? Tank would get so jealous. No matter who I can pick, I just need somebody to represent this fake relationship with me.
- And this is my room. I live alone what's really boring but I'm happy Zayn comes here a lot.
- Can I ask you something ?
- Sure darling.
- I'm just really curious about it but..did he tell you that much about me ?
- Zayn ? Yes, a lot! I heard about you tons of times. You're such a special girl for him, I mean not as much as me - she came with that annoying laugh again - but you're really special and he's really happy you found him.
- But good things right ?
- Yes, only the good things. I mean, I just consider them good things. He says you always liked popcorn with chocolate..when I met him, we went a few times to cinema and he was always eating popcorn with chocolate. I found it so weird until the time he said that his ex liked it too. I got so jealous, girl! But then he explained me your story and I could get it..I mean you were his first love.
- ..and the last.
- What ?
Nothing. Yes! I love popcorn with chocolate. - I said with a happy smile. I felt the soft water coming to my eyes thinking on everything that she just told me. I didn't know what was more special: the fact he didn't forget what I used to like and kept doing it for years, the fact he told her our story or the fact she understood I was his first love. I didn't know what to think in that moment, I felt like I was 18 years and I could call him mine. Once my grandpa told me that as long as you tell a story, it never dies. Maybe our loved never died, since he was always bringing it to life in the simplest ways. - look..I have to go for a bit..Bob needs to go outside. - I smiled at her. I needed to catch some fresh air, I needed to stop looking at her face for a moment and realize that maybe a love story doesn't have an end. I passed by Zayn and he was looking at his hands like he was waiting for something. I didn't tell him anything, I opened and closed the door as fast as I could. 
  I let Bob walk for some time while I was looking to the sky wondering what I have done to be in that mess. Maybe I lied too much, or maybe I shouldn't have ended what could never have a end.
  " ok it's time to get out of here! " I brought Bob to my arms again and I started to walk, breathe Los Angeles air, think and rethink. I couldn't think in any idea. I was back to my 18 years life in a 24 years old person. I thought on call my dad to pick me up ?! Or to just have a long talk. It's on those moments that you realize that you have no friends with you, only your dog in your arms, and your parents so far from you. I really needed a hug in that moment.
  I walked steps enough to see a coffee shop, it was a good moment to talk there and ask for a tea.
no dogs, please. - said a women who came in my direction when I was trying to enter.
  I tried to stay calm and don't give the rude answer that I had in mind. So I got out of there and I tried to find my hey. SHIT! Where's my bag ? He has my bag! I left my things in Tany's house! Should I go back ? Maybe I would humiliate myself if I go there.
" and the last " what I told her was always coming to my mind each minute, no matter what could I think on.
I walked to a park right in the front of that coffee, I won't go there again.
I let Bob play in the garden as he loves, I stayed watching the kids running and laughing, couples kissing under trees, grandparents walking with their family, dogs playing with other dogs, a couple of girls singing..
- hey. - I felt a hand on my shoulder. - you forgot this.
- Zayn ? What..what..what you doing here ?
- Me ? That's what I ask you. - he gave me my bag.
- I said Tany that I had to let Bob walk for a minute.
- It's been more than 30 minutes..and we found weird, so I decided to search for you.
- Yeah.. - I tried to don't look into his eyes. It was the first time that after so much time I felt the feeling of wanting so much to kiss somebody.
- Chris..are you ok ?
- Yes Zayn. I am good.
- I know we changed a lot but I know who you are and no, don't lie to me.
- How can I not lie when you.. - don't look at him Chris, or something will push your lips against his. - when you..when you disappeared from my life ?
- Yes I disappeared but I tried to find you! I went to bars to find you, I walked the whole damn Los Angeles for you, trying to get a sign from you, Christine ! I asked people your name, showed your pictures! But of course nobody knew!  I tried to call your dad and he never picked me up! You changed your phone, mail, and deleted all of your social media. Who disappeared Christine ?
- Yes! Yes! It was me. I disappeared! I did but something never disappeared and I wish this shit could get erased from my heart and never come back because I'm so tired already!
   Okay, it's official you need to get out of there. The bag and Bob are on my arms so that's all that matters.
- no. - he grabbed my arm - it never disappeared.
- It did. And we have enough proofs alright ? I don't need anything more.
- Don't you need ?
- No Zayn, I don't.
- I tried to find you on her, I tried to find you on every girl in Los Angeles bar but nothing seemed like you. And I guess I can search the world, but I'll never find.
- Oh really ? - tears were coming to my eyes and I let them fall. I couldn't handle anymore. - so why ? Why her ?
- why her ? And why him ? Why Bob ?
- him ?
- yes! Him!
- he doesn't even..Look, forget this okay ? Forget this all happened. Just..just pretend..that we never ever ever met again.
- no! - He hold me on his arms - I won't leave the reason why I am here. I won't leave you now. What a hell do you expect ? After all those years forget you ? Leave my life like what we had never happened ?!
- you already did that, Zayn! With her.
- what she means to me will never be compared what you meant to me ! Can't you see that ? Can't you see that what we had was unique ? You were my first love..
- and my last. - I interrupted and I knew it was the right time. - you were my last.

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