Love Is Made For The Foolish (English version)

Chapter 7 Ghosts from the Past

There he is in front of me, the only boy I ever loved. Nickolas Hunter.

Remember when I said that my upbringing did not leave time for trivialities? well, I was referring to Nickolas, we met when I was 19 years old and traveled to London for training, I heard his band play for the children of the hospital I was in, it was enough to see him interact with them and a song, for me to fall in love.

I spent two amazing years with Nick, every day he made me feel like a princess, seeing him now makes me remember the first time we slept together.

I shake my head in an attempt to remove the inopportune memory, - God he looks so good-, it seems as if the years have not passed in vain.

Nickolas is the most attractive man I have ever seen, well next to Matt. As the name of the band suggests, he is British and his accent is one of those things that makes my skin crawl.

He is shorter than Matthew, when I met him he was much slimmer than he is now. It is not that he is fat or anything, rather he is muscular, as much or more than Matt, and those ocean blue eyes still have that spark that warms your soul, his mouth is as appetizing as it was years ago.

-So, did you like my surprise? -says Hannah in my ear and makes me jump, I was so lost in memories that I did not realize that she was approaching.

-Are you crazy Hannah?! How? when? why? What the hell were you thinking? You know what daddy will do once they finish playing! just look at his face.-

Hannah turns around and we both stare at Dad who is getting angrier, Mom, on the other hand, is open-mouthed in amazement and David is more than amused watching us.

-Oh, calm down, dad may be super upset but he would never make a scene at my wedding, besides he knows that you are with Matthew and it has been so long, that I doubt the possibility of something happening with Nick-

-But how is he here? explain yourself please.-

-Well a couple of months ago when Edward and I traveled to London, we saw Nick playing in a bar. He approached when he recognized us and we told him about the wedding. He offered to play for us when we told him we would not have live music.-

-And ... that day, he ... asked you about me? Not that I care, of course, I mean, you said it, I'm with Matthew after all, even if not officially.-

-AHA! I'm sorry honey, I didn't want to tell you anything to prevent you from getting upset before the wedding, I preferred to surprise you because I knew that you would maintain your composure if there were more people.-

-No, it's okay.- It's been so long, but I guess that your first time is not easy to forget. -Excuse me, I need to take some air.-

I ran out of the room and lockes myself in the bathroom. A wave of memories wash over me and I can't help it. I had repressed so many things that all I can do now is cry.

I remember like it was yesterday, Nick had taken me to see the Big Ben on our 10th date, and then to the London Eye, it was something from another world to be so close to the stars together. We kissed as if we were each other's air, for a moment everything else disappeared and we were talking with our hearts, eyes and bodies.

Nick took me to his apartment, it was an industrial-style loft, very cool, it was everything you see in a British movie from the 60s. We drank wine and went back to what we had left unfinished.