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-Leo, are you ready, honey?
-Yep, coming mom
Leo zipped up his suitcase. Turning around he let his eyes wandering around the room for a little moment. 10 years he has been living here. This room has witnessed every aspect of his short life. His happy times and also his heartaches. My first kiss, my first time, my first of everything. Even my first tears of a broken heart .From the moment I haven’t pushed into this world to this moment. The moment when it was time for me to build the first stairs of my future life.
-Did you changed your mind?
I glanced back at my mother a little smile on my face. I could have stayed and study in this country, Barcelona but there wasn’t any school that has the reputation I was looking for. Besides he want to experience new things, begin a new chapter of his life. And it was also time for him to learn how to live without his too stifling mother.
-I told you I’m not going to, he smiled kissing her cheeks.
She wrapped her arms around her boy and hugged him tightly.
-I love you, you know that, don’t you?
-I know, mommy. I love you too!
-But you sure you don’t want me to accompany you? She asked for the million times with hoping eyes.
-No, he answers picking up his suitcase from his desk table. I don’t want you to go all the way there with me to end up crying in from of the all university. Besides, Maria needs you more than I do now, he said.
He went out of the room his mother close behind. He put down the suitcase for a moment and bends to place a small, gentle kiss on his baby sister. She was only three months old, but when she begin crying as Leo close the door of his old house, he felt like she understood that everything was changing. For the better, hoped Leo as he got inside his car.
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He opened up his car trunk to take out his suitcase. A bunch of boys and girls were running around with their backpack for some of them of course. He approached the principal entry going through the huge garden.
-Wow, that big, exclaimed Leo looking at the front of the Twilight University.
He knew from the pictures he saw on the internet that the Campus was huge but it was different in real.
-I thought exactly the same thing when I saw it for the first time, laughed a voice behind him.
He glanced around to find a tall beautiful blond boy. He looked a little older than Leo. Maybe 2 or three years. He had mesmerizing blue eyes and he was smiling with all his perfect teeth.
-Hart, he said extending his hand. Joe hart
-Lionel Messi, nice to meet you.
His hand was big and harm inside mine.
-Would you like me to show you around, a little bit? So you don’t get lost on your first day …
Leo nodded his head smiling, relieved that he proposed it because he was actually thinking it without knowing if he will accept.
-You look familiar? Joe asked all of a sudden as they were making their way through the hall
-Is that you’re way to flirt with me? Mocked Leo
The other boy laughed making heads turns, curiously looking at them
-No, he laughed. No. Although, I could.
He turned his head to the other side feeling, his face heating up. No way. This is was only his first minutes at the university. No way was his going into this sort of things. Not now at least.
The rest of the visiting went smoothly because it was the week end so some students were away to see their love ones and some must be in their own dorms.
-Where are you from? Asked Joe opening for him the door the dormitory.
Leo got out the paper on which was the number of his new room.300 it said. He looked up. 280. It was a little down the hall.
-I’m from Barcelona.
-Catalan! Exclaimed Joe. I heard it is beautiful.
-It is! Smiled Leo a little
It was. It was also his home. Where his best memories but also bad ones where and he already missed it like hell. But this was for a good reason. He just can’t hope to be stuck in the same place for his all life. He needed some changes. It was difficult, was going to be, but necessary. He had to make this sacrifice of leaving everything he always cared about, worth it. And he will. By starting to adapt to this new environment. Leo suddenly stopped making Joe bumped into him.
-Oh sorry, the blond muttered
-No its okay, said Leo and then he pointed to the door in front of where they had stopped. This is my room.
-Oh…really?
The light which illuminated the face of the blond, since their meeting, disappeared as he was eyeing the door.
-What is it? Asked Leo feeling a bad impression squeezing his stomach.
-I…I stammered Joe seeming at loss of words
He blinked a couple of times before glancing back at the little Argentine at his side. Whatever the expression he saw on the smaller boy made him recover. He patted his shoulder putting his smile back on this gorgeous face of his.
-Well, Good luck, he said. Don’t forget if you need anything, I will be in room 180, just below your dormitory.
Having said that he disappeared as fast as he had appeared minutes ago. Saying Leo was confused was an understatement, but he just shook his head before sliding his key in the lock.
He entered the room hesitantly. He closed behind him and stood beside the door. He took a couple of minutes to analyze his new environment. He was a little surprise to see that the room was actually clean. More than clean. Everything was at its place, in order. He looked at the bed at his left which was done well. Above the bed was a big flag of Portugal. In fact now that he paid more attention, everything on this side of the room shouted Portugal. The sport bag at the foot of the desk table, the scarf of color of the country folded well put on the bed. And some small posters were surrounding the flag above the bed. But he also noticed another shirt hung on the side of the closet. He recognized immediately the cross above the heart. Real Madrid. He assumed my new roommate was a real Madrid fan. Well He already fund one thing we didn’t have in common. He was 100% barca. He could only hope he wasn’t one of those extremist fans. He put his suitcase at the foot of his new bed. He suddenly heard watering running indicating me that he was not as alone as he had thought.
He noticed a photo frame rested on the table. Suddenly feeling more curious than by an invasion of his privacy his got closer to take a look. By far his distinguished a group of players in shirt of a team which he did not recognize. He lifted the frame between his fingers and looked closer. His eyes overflew the heads of the young students before stopping on the only one he recognized. His heart stopped beating in his chest and his hands trembled uncontrollably. It was not possible. No please, just be his double or something like that, plead Leo. He heard the door of the toilet open and footsteps stepping out of it. He turned his head to the other human being in the room. When their eyes locked, He had no doubt whatsoever about the identity of this person. It was him standing in his full 6’1.
His body sculptured in some marble. Drops of water were sliding on to land on the towel wrapped low on his hips showing off is sculpted V; His abs, his pectoral muscles and thighs in steels. His eyes went raised up to his face always so magnificent. Brown eyes emphasized by perfectly depilated eyebrows. His meaty lips slightly pink mirroring his pinked cheeks because of the shower. His eyes wide open going out almost of their orbits.
Leo’s fingers were trembling so much that the frame slid from between his hands and crashed down on the ground. The noise of the brokering glass explodes the bubble which was created between us
-Leo…he whispered as if he was in a dream and the slightest word could wake him. It’s that really you?
Leo took a step back shaking fervently his head. As he was backing away, Cristiano was moving like a possessed man toward the smaller man. When Cris judge the distance between them was just too unbearable, he surged forward wrapping his long arms around Leo’s small frame. He pulled him closer to his chest and buried his nose in his dark, thick hair and breath in his scent. Despite his brain screaming at him to push him away, Leo’s body was acting otherwise. He felt himself relax at the contact as his body was saying “Finally at home”, between his arms.
-Cris…he stammered trying to regain control over his own body.
-Please, Cris cut him tightening his grip on Leo. Please don’t say anything, just let me…
He threaded his big hand in the smaller man hair making him shiver under the touch. His other hand slid down to his slim hips gripping it. These few gestures bring Leo back to those moments he was trying so hard to forget for two years.
-Cris, Leo insisted finally succeeding on making his body to obey him. You have to let me go.
Leo pushed slightly on his muscled forearms with his hands. The other man resisted a moment before releasing him. Although he didn’t go away, he stayed at some millimeters of his body. He raised his calloused hands to cup his face. Leo looked those brown eyes finding in them the Cristiano he had loved so much. And still is, but that the Portuguese didn’t need to know. He realized at this moment that Cris hands were trembling against his face. Looking at the Portuguese expression of sadness and enjoyment all he wanted to do was erase from his mind the reason that was keeping from letting Cris do whatever he wanted of him, and just melt in his arms. As to persuade him of the mistake that he was going to commit, his brain sent him pieces of memory of this evening. The night where his heart broke to millions of pieces, leaving with the impression of having to fight to keep breathing. The night he cried for hours, yelling at the top of his lungs until the moment the only thing he could do was lying on the ground of his room, his body numb.
That memory gave him enough energy to push Cris hands away from his face.
-Don’t touch me! He said his heart pounding fast in his chest.
-Leo…Begin Cris softly
Suddenly his expression changed, like he was breaking away from a trance. There was nothing close to kindness, softness left on his face.
-What are you doing here? He said heinously.
-It must be a mistake, Leo said ignoring him. I can’t be in the same room as you.
He went back to where his suitcase was and grabs it.
-I’m going to see if there is any other room available for me, he continued opening the door.
-Don’t waste your time, Cris said stopping him. Unless you have a really good reason; they’re not going to put you in another room. What, you thought you were in a hotel?
Leo tightens his grip on his suitcase, biting his lips until drawing blood. He turned around to face the reason for his distress and his abyss. Cris looked at him coldly before shrugging and going back to put some shirts on. A couple of boys that were passing by the door stopped to glance at Leo. He turned around and closed the door on them and let his head rest against the wood. It was going to be a long, very long year.