Terracotta Heart

7

PoV of Alex
13.00 o'clock
Saturday

I wake up and see Ayla in my arms.
She moves around and turns so she faces me.
I blush as she hugs me tightly and buries her face in my chest.
I could stay like this forever.
Just her and me.
Why did she take the pill?
What was she thinking?
Was she trying to make me jealous?
Well it worked.
But what if I didn't see what happened?
She could get raped or maybe even worse... she could be dead.
This thought gives me goosebumps.
I get up and pull the curtains up.
It started snowing last night when I brought her here.
Kinda early for snow.
My stomach growls.
Time for Breakfast then.

PoV of Ayla
13.15 o'clock
Saturday

I wake up by something falling down and making a loud metallic noise.
"Fuck! Shit! Motherfucker!"
Alex cries out in pain.
I get up and storm to where the noise comes from.
Alex sits on the kitchen floor holding his foot.
"What happened?"
I rush to him all worried.
"The pan fell on my foot."
"You clumsy idiot."
I chuckle.
"Nothing funny about that!"
He makes a fake-mad face wich makes me laugh even more.
"Does it hurt much?"
He smiles, "Not anymore. Guess seeing you healed me."
"Dude that's so fucking corny!"
We laugh sitting next to each other on the floor.
Sitting there I have time to realise what I'm wearing.
I'm wearing a big oversized T-shirt and panties and that's it.
I cover my legs embarrassed.
"Oh yeah I changed your clothes last night. Yours seemed kinda uncomfortable."
He smiles sheepishly.
"Thanks. About last night... there's just that big hole..."
"Uhm... you took some sort of drug from some bloke and that dude tried to... do some weird shit and then... I stepped in."
I stare blankly into his eyes.
"Thanks... you're my lifesaver."
He chuckles, brushes my hair behind my ear and holds my face with his hand.
I close my eyes and feel my headache coming back.
"Can I have an other aspirin?"
He nods and gets up.
"What do you want for breakfast?"
He takes the package wich still is laying on the table.
"Uhm I'm fine with toast. Maybe some egg?"
"Well I tried cooking eggs."
He points to his foot.
We chuckle and I stand up grabbing the pan from the floor.

PoV of Graham
12.09 o'clock
Wednesday

It got cold pretty early this year.
The light green painting from the bench I'm sitting on peels off.
Damon is late. Like always.

„Coxon!"
Damon runs towards me and I get up and pull him in for a hug.

"Hey Damon!"

We start walking to the tube station.
We're meeting up with some other friends.
Two weeks ago I told him the truth about my feelings for him and I regret it.
He seems to be more interested in himself and Alex then he would ever be in me.

"Are you okay? You're so quiet."

"I'm fine. It just got a bit awkward between us since... you know."
I'm red as fuck and starre at the ground.

"You don't need to worry about it! You're still are and will always be my best friend!"
He gives me a warm smile.

"Yeah... right."