A homeless thief breaks into a house that has nothing worth stealing - except for the heart of a lonely man who is obsessed with time.
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Blake has been living on the streets for...
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-Jordan-
I didn't sleep much that night, but I didn't even want to fall asleep. I couldn't stop staring at Blake, who had more luck with getting sleep. He looked like a Greek god, and the longer I watched him, the harder I fell for his looks.
But it wasn't just about his looks – it never was about his looks. When I looked at him, I saw hope. I saw a life outside the walls that had kept me from seeing the world. Maybe I wasn't going to get rid of my phobias, but with Blake, it was easier for me to tolerate them.
I looked at Blake's hand that was resting right next to mine. I wanted to touch it, but I had drained my strength just by being so close to him for so long. It wasn't hard for me to stay there, but I had to admit that I couldn't relax completely either. Every time Blake moved, I tensed up, and it always took a long time before I could start breathing again.
Anyhow, I wasn't going to give up. The fact that I had actually stayed the entire night next to Blake was proof that I was getting better. I knew that eventually, I would be able to sleep just fine, even if he was sleeping right next to me. There would be a time, when I could sleep in his arms, with our limbs tangled together. And soon enough, there would be happening a lot more than just sleeping in my sheets.
I smiled a little at my thoughts. After meeting Blake, I had learned a lot about myself. Things I had never thought about had suddenly started to appear in my head, and I finally saw myself as an adult, not as a child. And my wanting for Blake was just a small part of it.
Blake was ready to give up his past life and settle down with me. He had traded his freedom and commitment-free life for a boring one. A smart guy like him would get a job in no time. I, on the other hand, had been so occupied with my daily plans and exercises to notice that I had grown up a long time ago, and it wasn't my family's duty to provide for me anymore. I was an adult now, so I needed to start focusing on what I wanted from my life.
I had never really thought about it before – I had always focused on wishing I could live my life like a normal person. I had never thought about what kind of life I actually wanted to have.
And that there was the reason why he was so beautiful in my eyes. He had given me that option, to have an actual, real life. It was now up to me whether I was willing to work for that life or not.
"As long as you're here, I can do it," I whispered, and took Blake's hand in mine.
His fingers were so warm against my cold ones. It wasn't that hard to touch him after all, on the contrary – I felt a little bit stronger than before.
And when I finally started enjoying myself to the fullest, the stupid alarm went off. I was almost angry because I couldn't just shut it off and stay. But something good came out of it. Blake let out a long grunt and opened his eyes sleepily.
