Puzzle of My Heart (Westlife Fan Fiction) Completed

Chapter 12 - A patterned street

I joggade down the stairs. Outside the sun shone and the fresh air revealed the fact that the autumn was here on a visit. Probably also planning to stay. I wished I had chosen my warmer jacket, and started to walk faster to keep me warm.

The thought of Bryan made me warm though, even a little nervous. I did not know what to expect from this. It was the same kind if feeling when you have your first day in school. It was something exiting and new, but you do not know if you are going to like it or not, or if you will be good enough.

I searched for Bryan with my gaze when I approached the club where we first ran in to each other. Oh my god, that night. Hah, i could only smile at the thought of my own bad luck. And not at least my clumsiness.

I stopped outside the club to wait for him. I looked at my watch. It was late afternoon and it had been 26 minuets since we had decided to meet in 20. And I could not see him. Maybe he had went inside? It's rather cold after all.

Just when I was about to grab the doorknob to enter the club, I saw a person walking in my direction. I stopped in my motion and froze. It was David. The guy I used to know as a kid, and who I met at the club the same night I met Bryan. But David ended up to be someone who wanted to be more than friends. So I ran away when he tried to kiss me. For a second I thought about just ignoring him or go away, but he was already too close.

"Hi." He said and kept a distance of two meters between us. Thanks for that, he at least got the message from my acting last time we met. I did not answer, I just looked at him and confirmed his salutation.

"I think something went wrong last time." He said with a stiff smile and scratched the back of his head.
"Could we try to be friends again?" He then asked.

I was so not ready to forgive him. I had forbidden myself to think about it because it made me feel nauseated.

"I.. Ehm..." I looked around for a second to give myself more time to come up with the right words. "I don't know yet." I immediately felt the awkward tension between us appearing as a consequence of my awkward line.

Then I suddenly heard heavy footsteps behind me. I was so released to se Bryan coming towards us.

"Hi! Sorry I'm late." He said still breathless. At the same time when he tried to catch his breath, he discovered David in front of us.

"Is this your boyfriend?" David asked and scratched his head for the second time.

Bryan gave me a questioning look, and forced me to answer in a second.

"Oh...no, no, he's not, but nice to see you, David. We gotta go now." I said and went inside the club with Bryan soon right behind me.

"You want to start clubbing already? I didn't knew you were that kind of girl." Bryan said with a smirk and looked at his watch. "Half past five."

"Ha-ha. I just wanted to get rid of him."

"Oh, Why? You don't know him?"

For a second I considered telling Bryan the whole story about what happened the night we met, but I was still embarrassed by the thought of it. I would not know how to tell him anyway. It would get awkward.

"Oh, I know him, I do, but we're not very good friends. So what are we doing?" I said and fingered in my hair, not knowing where to put my hands.

Bryan looked suspiciously at me. He definitely noticed I did not tell the whole story, but did not put any effort to figure it out.

"A walk?" He asked and nicked his head towards the door.

"Sure!" I said and made sure David had left before I went out through the door Bryan held up for me.

The wind was even colder down town. I wrapped my jeans jacket even tighter and put my hands in the pockets. Bryan wore a light brown skin jacket and did the same. His hair was dark blonde and shorter on the sides, and it kind of stood up in small messy spiked on the top of his head. I got warm at the seen of him. It might sound superficial, but I found his whole figure so attractive. He had a body you just want to hug and stay there, in his arms. It looked so stable and protective. And he was tall, at least a head taller than me.

"Are you going to high school here in Sligo?" Bryan asked while we walked along the streets patterned by the early autumn leafs.

"Yeah, my last year." I answered, without meeting his eyes. I was afraid that the look of him would make me blush and I did not want him to notice me fancying him.

"And you? Are you in school?" The thought hit me, I did not even know his age. I knew nothing about him. But I was curious to figure out.

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