Let the lights shine

What love?

The next day he woke up in his room nausiated with a heavy headache. He knew this feeling wasn't just dew to the alchohol or sex. He was tormented inside. He looked at his phone to find sweet texts from his girlfriend. As he read them he exhaled heavily. Then stared down at the tossed paper with the nukbers. He mumbled under breath as he got up to make breakfast. No matter how much he tried he couldn't stop thinking of the mysterious girl he had met last night. She was definately foreign by her looks. However foreign doesn't explain the paper or the fact that he never felt such confusion in his heart. It was not his first 'sleep-over' as he reffered to it, but for the first time he doupted his 'love' to his girl. Who was this woman. Why did she attract him.

He was awoken from his haze by the smell of burned eggs under his nose. He quickly turned off the stove and rushed to serve his breakfast.

"Meet me at the park after work" - sent

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They went for coffee. He stared at her usual pink skirt and black shirt and for the first time did not tell her anything about it. Usually he would complain to her for wearing too much of the same. His girlfriend was a hard worker and a beauty non theless however she did not 'care' for her looks as much as he wished. He wouldn't dare say that was his reason for cheating on her.

They sipped on the freshly made tea and she babbling about how much she loves this new show on TV. He proceeded to pretend to listen to her whilst thinking. Suddenly they were interrupted by a thump in the sky and a shower of rain. She screamed as they both ran to find cover. Strange he thought. He gave her his leather jacket and escorted her to her place. Luckily they were close. Right in front there would always be an old lady sitting. She was the owner of the little store right nest to the entrance. They saluted her and she proceeded inside. He smiled at her and she left.

After the door closed with a loud thump he realised his hearth identified with that. Suddenly the rain was louder and his heart heavy. He heard it in his ears. He leaned against the wall. Looking up at the rain. "What are you doing here young man?" Asked a grunty voice. It was the old woman." I can tell the worries of young fella like you. Love is not something you can believe in. Its a gut feeling. Ok? Now follow that missy inside eh?" She said and winked at him. To this he looked down letting out a chuckle under a smirk. "You are right madam!" And he took off the wall and ran off in the opposite direction. He mubled under his breath on the way "what love?"

Reaching the newly familiar entrance he got inside and climbed up the stairs. Reaching the door he was seeking he entered the code she gave him and ran inside. Arriving in what she witnessed was a handsome recognisable young man with a wet shirt revealing his curves, wet hair and thirsty look of pleasant suprice staring at her. What he witnessed was a beautiful young woman lying naked on the floor. She was layed on her side as if posing for a painting just looking up seductively at him. She adjusted herself a bit up to properly expose her breasts and at that point he broke from his heavy breaths and moved towards her.