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Suppression.
Thats all I was capable of Doing At this present moment.
I suppressed all my emotions that seemed to enthrall me, And I did it Miraculously well.
I was quite cordial to the People who passed me by, Oddly enough I was Respectable and Manner-able which was only a deluded front to mask My true emotions.
Fear.
I lugged the Red bag my Aunt so curtly insisted On packing for me and I rounded the fountain taking in its architecture and structure.
I pulled out my camera and took a portrait photo of its glory.
Its main attraction was a horse which held an and a flag gazing proudly at the ground as though he just accomplished a great feat.
The marble was molded eloquently and I couldn't walk past it without Taking A quick snap.
It was breathtakingly historic in its gleaming stoic-ness and I admired it and wondered who hand carved it so delicately, though it was probably just a paying job they received to make rent.
"You Alright there?" I was taken out of my awe when An abrupt Voice interrupted me.
I turned to see A almost Picturesque Man model being standing before me, With his chiseled chest and broad masculine shoulders.
"Well yes, My apologies, I momentarily got side tracked, must of looked rather idiotic and the epitome of a Hipster Weirdo" I smiled.
"No, no its just you seemed so engrossed and intrigued by the fountain, this Beautifully contoured piece of public art which goes on so unappreciated by so many unintellectual students who pass it by without so much as a second thought." He delicately traced the outline of his coffee cup.
"Wow... I guess I was" I quaked and cowered in absolute fear at this Greek or was it Italian, God who stopped his busy schedule of being incredibly sexy to speak to a mere plebeian such as I.
"You seem a little thrown right now, are you alright, Lost?" He asked his voice laced with utmost sincerity.
Lost in your golden Eyes I thought truthfully.
"Not to be forward, but you are quite.. um how do I put it Gorgeous? Specifically for man so you caught me off guard." I bluntly explained.
He merely laughed and shook his head.
"You wouldn't believe how many times I hear that" He smiled and put out his muscular whale of an arm and directed it towards me.
"Im leo, Leonardo for Formal purposes but around here I'm just leo." He grinned showing off that of course million dollar Smirk.
"Im Carolina Santiago. But I usually go by Cara, and by the way I would probably bet my last dollar that you get showered with compliments On a regular" I smiled and shook his incredibly soft Tanned hand he grinned and slightly blushed.
"Carolina Is a beautiful name, but Ill call you with what you are most comfortable with, Cara." He let go of my hand an I winced due to lack of contact.
"Thanks, You have an incredibly rich accent, sounds american and little bit italian, Its amazing" We absentmindedly began to walk to nowhere.
"Yes, Im italian, pretty Obvious right, I moved To Chicago from Italy about twelve years ago and now Im here ate NYC for my bachelors degree in literature." He told me his concise life story.
"Wow, well Ive never been anywhere else but New york, Im from Chile Originally and now I reside amongst these dirty dorms I have yet to find due to my ADHD." I laughed.
He laughed along with me in that rich husky voice.
"You Sound as about Exotic as you look, And if i haven't mentioned you're quite Stunning yourself." I blushed like a fool and looked away to avoid humiliation.
"And Ill help you to your dorm, its just around here" He lead the way, I nearly squealed when his finger tips brushed against mine.
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Carolina And Harry
Teen Fiction"A love that is true can only be achieved by lovers who are willing to fight". All rights reserved. @ JordannaWarwick