The mysterious guy keeps on poping up in my dreams. I still can't figure out who it is. I guess I'll figure out sooner or later.
As I step outside the door of my house, I hear a screeching noise coming from the building beside. I see the front gate open and a tall manly figure coming out. He turns towards me.
Guy: "Are you okay down there?"
He giggled. I began to feel my face start to blush. I look like a total stalker.
Luna: "Yeah, I'm just. Just... heading out and I heard someone opening their gate."
Guy: "Well, that would be me."
He laughed.
Guy: "If you don't mind I have to head out. I'm Matteo by the way."
He reaches his hand towards me.
Luna: "I'm Luna."
Matteo: "That's a beautiful name. Bye Luna."
He starts walking away.
Suddenly I feel something hit me. A sudden realisation. It's the guy from my dreams! I knew I'll find him sooner or later. I smile to myself. I start walking towards my destination, which is the park.I sit down on a bench located in the outer area of the park, where no one comes. I feel the sun glistening on my cheeks. I pull a book out of my bag and begin to read. I get whirled into the book world and lose track of time. I sit for what feels like hours. With my nose stuck in the book. Suddenly I feel a cold, wet drip on my face. I ignore it and continue to read. The rain intensifies. By now I'm covered in wet drops all over. I hide my precious book and run trying to find a spot to hide. Suddenly I fall. But I don't feel the hard ground. I feel strong arms around my waist holding me up. I look up and see him. Matteo.
Matteo: "Are you okay?!
He says loudly for me to hear his words.
Luna: "I'm okay. Thank you."
Matteo: "Come on, before you get any more wet."
He grabs my hand and we run together. We get to a place where we can stand until the rain passes. He looks over at me and sees that I'm shaking with cold. He immediately takes off his jacket and puts it around my shoulders.
Matteo: "I don't want you to be sick."
Luna: "But what about you?"
Matteo: "I'll be okay"
He smiles. I feel all my makeup running down my face. Every inch of my curly brown hair is soaked. I look over at Matteo standing right beside me. He lifts up his hand and places it on my cheek. He swipes away the water that managed to gather on my face. I feel my cheeks turn that slightly pink colour again. It's probably not noticable because of all the melting makeup. I look at him and smile.
Matteo: "How is it possible that you still look beautiful even in the worst time possible?"
I look at him with a confused expression.
Matteo: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't say things like that to a girl I just met.
Luna: "Don't worry, I don't mind one bit."
I rise up so I'm at the same level as his face and place a little kiss on his cheek.
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The Boy Next Door || Lutteo
Teen FictionLuna is a 16 year old living in Buenos Aires. One day someone moves into the house next to hers. It's a family with a 17 year old son. Will they become friends? Or something more?