I slept badly, that conversation from yesterday affected me so badly, I tried to stay in bed a little longer, but the more it got, the more I thought about him, his attitude, and it was doing me very badly. I got up, had breakfast and went to the back garden to read. Reading was not helping me either, but when I looked at the clock, it was time to get ready for lunch at Ethan's house.
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"You're really beautiful, just as Ethan told me." Ethan's mother seemed very pleased with my presence, she smiled all the time and was very friendly.
Lunch was nice, and I could even stop thinking about what had happened the night before. Ethan's mother wanted to serve dessert outside the house. It seems that every house in this town has a green area in the back. We stayed there for a while, the sun was not very strong in this part of the house; the conversation was very pleasant, but I saw on the clock that it was already 3:30 pm, and I still had to go to the library that closed at 6:00 pm. I said goodbye to them, thanked them for the fun hours I spent with them and left.
In the library, I found everything I needed for the research, and even managed to prepare some classes right there, until the library closed. The evening was wonderful, so I walked slowly back home; the streets were quiet, there was almost no one, I could observe the landscape more closely - how beautiful this city is!
I got home, took a shower, put on a very comfortable outfit, and chose some movies to watch. I went into the kitchen and got that bottle of wine that was already open and a glass. I put the first movie out of the pile I chose: Eat, Pray, Love. As I watched the movie, I wondered - when I'm thirty-five or thirty-eight, and still alone, I'll pick three places to spend a year out. First, I would go to Scotland for four months, stay in the Highlands, and study Gaelic; then I would spend four months in Tibet learning about religion; and finally I would go to Norway, and maybe I would find the man of my life: tall, blond, long-haired, and blue-eyed, marry him and live in an ice castle... I think the wine was making effect, so that meant it was time for bed.
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I woke up with a little headache, I think it was because of the wine, but still, I got up and prepared my breakfast. I went to the back of the house, maybe the fresh air would do me good. I saw a notification on the phone screen, it was a message from Ethan:
"Good Morning. Did you arrive safe at home? I hope you were able to do what you needed in the library. Do you have any plans for today? We'll visit my grandmother, and my mother asked to invite you. We will leave at 10a.m."
I looked at the clock: 11:15 a.m. I sent a reply:
"Excuse me. I only saw the message now. Next time maybe."
The sun started to get strong so I decided to go inside. I had not changed clothes yet, I was in my pajamas, I was not going anywhere, my week's classes were ready, I would be home all day. The pile of movies was still by the TV, I got one more to watch, but before I even saw which one it was, the doorbell rang.
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Him
I slept badly last night. I should not have left her house the way I did; when she spoke of that boy, I do not know, I felt something I never felt before: I wanted to go to his house and make him never see her again. I took a cold shower to get these ideas out of my mind, but it did not work. I went to the studio to start the new work, got nothing. My phone rang, it was my ex-girlfriend - how long have we not talked? I answered:
"Hello?"
"Hi Dylan."
"Hi."
"It's been a long time!"

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When I met you
Roman d'amourA girl convinced she was born to love and be loved. A boy trying to forget the past, only this way he will love and be loved. A story that shows two people after their love story.