I'VE REALISED THAT all these decisions I've made lately have been about letting go of the control and for once actually be a little crazy and follow my unrealistic dreams.
The dreams I have isn't the crazy or unrealistic things, it's having those dreams in my situation.
My teenaged sister died and I began sleeping with her best friend but then I erase our relationship all of the sudden to buy a boat. Who does that?!
Apparently me.
I've just put on a pair of jeans shorts over my black swimming suit before I started docking to the small harbour in Italy.
After that I've jumped of my boat, I tie it to the dock so that it doesn't float away.
I reach out for my small bottle with water that I completely dry before filling my backpack with my laptop, phone and two water bottles.
"Come on Mars." I say to my dog that's a Nova Scotia Duck Tolling Retriever that Kylian gave me a week after the funeral and Mars is the same colour as Mars, so that's the reason why I named him that.
He lightly walk on the front of the boat before jumping of at the front and onto the wooden dock.
"Well that's a beautiful dog." someone say behind me. I turn towards the voice and my eyes meets by a stunning man in his late 20s that has clear blue eyes and blond messy hair that's really cute.
"Thank you." I respond with a little laugh.
"I'm Joe." he say, reaching out his hand while standing on the edge of his boat.
"Angel and this is Mars." I say, shaking his strong hand.
"That's two really beautiful names, quite unusual names too."
"Thank you. Maybe we'll see you later but we have to go and check in." I say beginning to walk from him.
"Yeah sure." he smile, a way too cute smile.
I walk towards the reception, smiling with my back towards Joe.
But my smile quickly disappears; I can't start flirting with a guy when I less than a month ago got out of a very complicated relationship. On the other hand, meeting someone that doesn't involve with my family maybe is what I need.
About an hour later I'm walking back to my boat. It's around 6pm so maybe preparing for dinner is a good idea.
I walk past Joe's boat but no Joe in sight. I lift up Mars on my boat before dragging myself up.
"Hey Stranger!" I familiar voice says to my left.
I turn towards him and see Joe smiling.
"Hey." I smile back.
"We caught a fish today, would you like to share a dinner with us?" he ask and I look at him a little confused.
"We?"
"Me." a voice say right before a beautiful girl comes up to deck.
"Angel this is Sophia, Sophia this is Angel." he say and I awkwardly nod with a fake smile.
"Yeah sure, why not. I just have to change out of this." I say waving as I go down into my boat.
Shit. Why were I so naive?! Of course someone that perfect has a girlfriend and here were I daydream about him.
Maybe I should just ignore everyone in my way and live by myself for the rest of my life. That's clear that I'm not supposed to have anybody in my life.
This nights going to be long. I'll be questioning myself all night about why I even said yes.
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Dear Italy » Kylian Mbappé
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