One Way Home

Part V: Midnight meetings

You lie in the grass with Peter, looking at the stars. You've been talking all afternoon and even forgot to eat dinner, not paying attention to the time. "I had a lot of fun today Peter". "I had too. You're so beautiful". You blush, and move a little bit closer to him. "I like you. I really, really like you.", you say. "Why are you actually here? Erm, no, I didn't mean it like that, I just meant why did Charles take you in here?" "It's alright... It's kind of a long story". "I have all the time.", he says grinnig, stroking your hair out of your face. You tell him the story, starting with that awful morning, maybe the worst in your whole life, and continue to tell about Charles finding you. "Don't you miss your parents? Your friends?" "I-I didn't have any friends.", you say, tears starting to form. "Everyone thought I was the weird kid at school. I got bullied, and of course when I cried at school the weather changed, glass broke, coffee cups falling over. It was like they knew I was one.", you continue to talk but you didn't realise it was happening again. The whole once bright nightsky was now covered in clouds, within seconds it started raining. "I'm so sorry!", you say running inside together with Peter. "Well, it's getting late.", you say, wanting to walk upstairs. "Can I walk with you?", he asks. "Sure, why not?", you say and smile, your hand reaching for his, but he doesn't seem to get the hint, so you hold his hand yourself. Just in front of your bedroom door you stop, turning around to Peter. "I'd love to do this again some time.", you say. He comes closer, his head slightly tilted to the right. Your lips melt into each other, his hand cupping your cheek. You suddenly get interrupted by a whistle, and see Alex stand in the hallway, in boxers and a oversized tee. "So I'm not the only one who's up at this hour?", he says. "I should get to my room.", Peter says and within a blink of an eye he's gone, leaving you and Alex behind. "So you like Peter?", he asks. "If it wasn't obvious enough, yes". You felt bad for him. You felt his jealousy. "Well then, good night." "Night.", you say and disappear in your room, closing the door behind you. You get into your PJs and lie on your bed, thinking, looking out of the window. You suddenly here a short, but loud noise, seeing a flash. You look into your hand and see a note with "AWKWARD - PM" written on it. You chuckle, thinking about what just happened, and slowly fall inside a deep sleep.