Viktor’s P.O.V.
It had been a few days since the “Open dag” but I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Or rather her. I don’t know why it affected me this much. I didn’t know her. I couldn’t help her. Maybe that’s what it is. I couldn’t help her. I always cared for others and wanted to help them, but she acted like she didn’t want anyone to care about her or help her. I just couldn’t get it out of my mind. She looked so devastated yet she was so beautiful. I wonder what happened to her. Most people always think that footballers are arrogant or that they don’t care for anyone but themselves. But the truth is, it is the complete opposite. For me, personally, all this ‘fame’ doesn’t change anything. I just do what I love for a living, isn’t that what most people do? Football is my passion and I got the luck of making it my job. I tried focusing on practice. I wanted to be fit for the upcoming game.
When what seemed after forever, we were finally sent to the locker room. I took a quick shower, and got dressed. I wanted to get home fast. Then someone stopped me.
‘Hey Vik, What’s up? You were completely in your own world today man.’ One of my teammates asked me.
‘No, it’s nothing.’ I replied and tried to smile.
‘Alright, but you can tell me ok?’
I just nodded to that. I didn’t want to talk. Not to him, not to anyone to be honest. I decided to take a walk around the park before heading home. I was walking around when I saw her again. She was sitting on a bench, with her head in her hands. It looked like she was crying. I wanted to go over. I wanted to tell her that whatever was bothering her, it would be OK again. I wanted her to tell me what happened. I wanted her to hug me and ask me why I did this. And I would smile at her and tell her that you don’t need a reason to be nice to others. I wanted her to smile at me instead of sitting alone at a bench in a park crying. I wanted to ask her for her name. I wanted to get to know her, but I couldn’t get myself to do it. I saw her trying to stand up and immediately sitting down again, her hand going up to her head again. I gathered all my courage, walked up to her and sat down next to her. She didn’t even look up.
‘Hi..’ I said softly. I didn’t know what else to say. She tried to quickly wipe away her tears and turned to me. I smiled softly at her.
‘Hey’ she said back.
‘Do you remember me?’ I asked. Why did I do that? Please tell me I didn’t say that out loud. She probably thinks I’m a creep or something. I felt stupid for asking such a question. But she chuckled lightly and nodded.
‘I’m sorry I was a little rude the other day.’ She said.
‘A little?’ I joked while raising an eyebrow. She chuckled again.
‘Okay fine, a lot. Happy now?’ She asked in a joking manner as well.
‘You’re forgiven.’ I smiled at her, and I saw her returning the smile. Followed by silence.
‘W-why were y-you crying?’ I stammered. And immediately slapped myself mentally. I couldn’t even ask a question normally. What is happening?
‘No, it’s nothing.’ Her smile faded instantly.
‘You don’t cry over nothing. You can tell me you know.’ I wanted her to tell me, but she thought differently.
‘Just leave it for now, okay?’
No.
‘Okay..’ I said with a nod of the head.
‘Thanks’
‘Why are you so nice to me anyway?’ she added.
‘One does not need to have a reason to be nice to another.’ I smiled at her. Much to my surprise she was smiling again. How someone could go from happy to sad and to happy again so fast? I don’t know.
‘That was really nice of you.’ She said still with a small smile. ‘Only makes me feel even worse about myself for being so rude.’ She added rather shyly. As she nearly whispered those words her cheeks turned a light shade of pink. It was the cutest thing in the world.
‘Hey.. don’t worry about it.’ I said as I moved a little closer and put my arm around her. She seemed to be a little shocked at my actions and stiffed, but relaxed a little again after a few seconds. In some sort of weird way this felt good. It felt nice sitting just sitting here in the park. With her.
‘I..I have to go.’ She said suddenly. ‘I told my little brother I wouldn’t be away too long.’ She explained further when she saw me looking at her confused with maybe a hint of sadness.
‘Okay.. maybe I’ll see you around?’ What was she doing to me, I was acting so.. not like myself and saying all these stupid things. She laughed softly and then replied.
‘Yes, maybe.’
She got up and waves lightly at me before she walked away. I couldn’t help but stare until she was completely out of sight.
