ROOFTOP (eng)

III.

On the next two days, I didn't go to the rooftop, I felt ashamed and I was afraid to see him after what I said.
Funny how stupid I can be sometimes, right?
So, three days after we last saw each other, I climbed every steps of the long stairs and went on the rooftop. I remember that it was cold outside, there was a threatening wind and few little rain pearls were slowly falling from the sky. He was there, sitting on the floor, holding is head with his hands. I shook my head and when I came across him, he raised his.

I directly saw his eyes, he gave me a strange look. I could read disappointment, sadness and fear through it. I slowly sat down next to him, leaving few inches of distance between our bodies. It was the first time I saw him that close. He was really muscular, I could see his strong arms behind his white tee-shirt.

- Where were you?

His lowering tone felt like a bullet. He really shot me with three words, I felt immediately ashamed. Did he miss me like I missed him? How can that be possible? The truth was that I secretly hoped him to be there tonight. We never exchanged words, we never had any conversations, I didn't knew his name and he didn't know mine.
Once again, without talking, we understood each other just by looking into the other's eyes. There was only silence between us. I was happy to be by his side, my heart beat faster and I felt lighter than air.

That was kind of magic.

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