My hero.
Empty
Out of place
End of interrogation.
All ends.
Fear of losing it.
Luke.
Samantha.
Exchange of looks.
You look at the stars that I look at you.
Brayan.
Dad, who are you?
Show.
You look at the stars that I look at you.
I spent the whole evening looking for his look.
And now ... I can not find it anymore.
I lost it.
And it is so frustrating to have that sense of failure within me, as I do not have it in sight, that I can not understand.
I seem attracted to him.
Before now, I happened to have some crush, blush under the eyes and some cold sweat. But so never.

Do you know a person's physical desire? Want it like no one ever?
Good. Right now, this is happening to me with his eyes.
I desire my eyes on him and he who returns.
But I think I have to give up.

Back to reality and I watch Sam ridicule in front of my peers.
What are you doing? ...
- Cock is drunk. Who brings me home? - I thought aloud and a moment later I regretted ... The only friend I have is in bad condition and I thought of myself.
I decide to take her by the arm and drag her out ... as we go out I catch a glass of cold water for her.
Sam: Ei but that faaaaai! Leave me staa-a-ree "
He kept shouting these words until we got to the pool.
Me: If you do not stop doing the idiot throw in water. "
Sam: But I did, "he says, laughing.
Me: Sam, you're drunk, you drink "
She starts laughing and from her lips comes out a "I'm drunk and you make me drink again?" * gesticulating and laughing *
Without answering, I put the glass to her mouth and try to make her drink.
At the beginning he does not want to know then he swallows everything.
I know it's not an excellent remedy to get drunk, I know we need milk. But now where do I find it?
Sam: Vy "stumbles over to me with a raised hand that then leans on my left shoulder.
Sam: I'm sleepy "
And he falls to the ground laughing.
I wanted to hold it but I did not make it.
I lowered myself to get her up and she got better on the ground. A great place to sleep ... Too bad that his house is a block and mine from half an hour from here.
Certainly for her, it is not a problem to stay. This is basically her aunt's house.
But mine is a problem.
But I certainly can not call Sara to come and pick me up here, where there are empty bottles of alcohol everywhere and drunk to do something outside. It would go crazy and it would not let me out any more.
I decide to call her the same to warn her that I would spend the night here. That would have been all quiet since it is Sam's family.
She did not ask me any questions. With all the serenity of the world he told me to have fun and he greeted me with a "kisses, see you tomorrow"
<< Having fun. >> Na word. -I think-

X = What are you doing there, the party is on the other side of the house "
I turn around and break my eyes opening a little 'lips.
And he.
The eyes I've been looking for all evening.
Not knowing what to answer I limit myself to pointing out sem and shrugging smile.
He impassive approaches and anxiety comes to life in me.
He still has a bottle of beer in his hand, perhaps another or always the same.
Sips and throws it into the lawn outside the gate of the house.
He looks at Sam and then he looks at me again. "We should take her to Marck's room"
Me: Or you could stay here and I would keep you company "
He smiles at me and picks up my friend.
"Follow me, you do not want to ruin the evening"
Me: Anyway, it was not much for me "I reply in all tones, marveling at me too.
We enter the room and the system on the bed.
Then, with the back door, he leads me to the roof of the house.
X: Do you suffer from vertigo? "
Me: Um .. So far I've never felt this sickness "I add an awkward chuckle. -I could have done without-
He impassive again, offers me a hand and invites me to grab her.
I do it and he sits down, checking that I too sit next to him.
X: Brayan "
Me: Vyolet "
X: Ohu, my brother hates you "
Me: Are you Mark's brother? "I ask with wide eyes.
B: Yes. "
Me: It's mutual hatred. "
B: I hope not even to me, "he says in a sweet tone.
I do not answer.
We remain silent for a while to look at the stars.
It made a strange effect.
Do not look at the stars from the roof of a house, not mine. But sit there with a boy. That guy.

B: I would stay here and watch them for hours. "
Me: You'll get tired sooner or later "I say smiling.
B: no "
I turn around and look at him "because you are so sure, you could fall down and fall asleep at any moment" with the tone of voice I used, I turned a bullshit into something almost serious.
He turns to me and smiles, he says, calmly, "I could not fall asleep ... The sight makes my eyes alive every minute that passes, a bit like when I look at you, maybe"
I look at him curiously.
I what?"
B: I would never get tired of looking at you.
Your eyes make my eyes look on every second longer than I'm staring at you. "
© Antih Anto,
книга «The madness of a moment».
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