Dear Hugo.
Snowflakes fell like tears as Hugo and I both walked back to my apartment. We stood apart, thinking our own thoughts, neither of us speaking though both dying to. As I made my way around the corner my heel pressed painfully against the back of my shoe. I winced. Hugo turned and frowned.
“Are you alright?” he asked already reaching out to assist me. I reached down and took of my shoes rubbing my feet in the process, noticing they were red and sore. Placing my feet back on the ground the snow caressed my aching skin and cooled by throbbing ankles. Hugo tutted.
“What?” I laughed straightening up to reach his eye level.
He shook his head teasingly. “A lady should never walk around with no shoes on, it is improper.” He then suddenly reached down to his own feet and took of his own shoes and socks. He passed me his shoes. “Here, wear mine.”
I frowned at him, “They won’t fit me.”
Hugo looked up the lane, seeing my apartment was only at the end of the road; a small building though able to hold four people including myself. A place I had found only a few months ago when moving away from my parents to find my own way in the world, like any other eighteen one year old.
He then looked back at me with a new glimmer in his deep sea green eyes. “Well then,” he took my arm, “we shall be improper together.”
My eyes fell to the floor as I smiled widely, my musky brunette hair falling over my face. He led me forward and eventually I met his gaze, he was laughing also. Hugo had a silent laugh, though it read all over his face he was amused.
Eventually we got to the front of my apartment house. As if it were a routine Hugo escorted me up the front stairs kissed my cheek and then walked back onto the pavement. I placed my key into the lock, turned it to the left and entered, before closing the door behind me I gave a goodnight and goodbye smile to Hugo through the gap in the door and shut it.
I pressed my back onto the hard patterned front door, sliding to the ground I buried my over joyful face in my hand, my grin so wide it hurt. My other hand gripped hard onto my shoes and bag. Quickly I ran up the stairs to my floor and rushed into my flat, throwing my things to the side I ran for the door.
Pulling the curtains back swiftly I pressed my face hard against the ice cold glass. Looking down on the road I saw Hugo sat on the pavement pulling back on his socks and shoes. I giggled into my palm as he shook the snow out of his hair before getting to his feet.
As I scanned his every movement from the moment he had begun to get to his feet to the moment he stood up straight a shiver ran down my spine; a quick painless shiver that sent shakes and jittery movements throughout my whole body.
It was barely a millisecond before I found myself grinning a little too widely again. Then something happened, something that made my heart stop.
