Call it Luck

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Days were passing like hours with him by my side. We went for coffee every single day and the times we were bored to go again for a coffee, we just walked around the neighborhood and talked. We had our quite place where we were going every time to talk, near a school where it used to be my old high school which was really quite at the afternoon. Sometimes we were putting some music and looking at the stars while saying stuff about ourselves, which made me happy because with that way I was learning more about Alec and I understood him more, something that I really wanted.

"So what made you come so early from England?"

"Long story short, my ex girlfriend was a cow. Something happened that broke us apart long before I meet you, for about a year and more back."

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that."

"I'm not; people like her disserve to be alone."

I stole a moment to look at him; he was facing the sky eyes at the stars wearing a blank expression while breathing calmly. Nothing on him seemed to show that he was sorry or sad about that story, which made me kind of happy. A sigh left my mouth accidently making him turn to me, with a face all concern.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing it came out of nowhere on its own. Don't worry"

"You know when I was small, my mom, two brothers and my sister where alone. My dad wasn't the kind of dad that took care of his children, which left my mom to grow up four kids on her own. From a young again I didn't like watching others struggle, while I could help them. So even if I was just fifteen years old, I got up one day and went to find a job and I did. I was helping people to build a house."

"What do you mean? You build a house when you were fifteen?"

"No silly, the only thing I was doing was to carry the stuff they wanted when they wanted."

"You're awesome you know."

He smiled on that comment, but I felt sad. Such a pure heart and great personality, why would anyone want to hurt him? From such a young age he made himself mature, brave enough to do what others adults where sometimes chicken to do. He's heart was broken even now, but I will make a promise to myself, I will make him feel loved and wanted again even if that's the last thing I'll do on this earth. After all those thoughts something pushed me to grab his hand and go closer to him. I closed my eyes and felt the warmth of his body, his breath near my face. Wait his breath near my face? I looked up quickly and he was looking down on me, faces near ready to kiss me. I've never felt my heart beating so fast ever before but yet I couldn't let kiss him. My heart has been damaged too in the past, and the idea of opening my heart again to someone without knowing him well enough, scared me.

"I think we need to go."

"Have somewhere better to go?"

"No, but I'm scared if I stay a little bit longer I might do something stupid."

He caressed my cheek and smiled. He came even more close to my face feeling his breath blending with mine. God what should I do? Help.