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FOREVER

by Lola

Sometimes you don’t have to look too far away to find something you want…

Chapter 1

It was really sunny day and I was packing my things because after 2 hours I had to go to Ireland by plane to meet my friend . Well, she is really nice girl, I know her for about years. We found each other at Internet and since that day we are very good pals. Yes, we both are Westlife fans. Her fave is , but mine – . And so I am going to Ireland to meet Westlife and my babe .

(4 hours later)

“Well, goodbye! Mum, dad, I’ll miss you!” I said.

“Have a good time!” mum replied.

I took my seat. Me lucky, it was near the window, because I love to watch down on the earth during the flight. I was looking through the window while I heard someone saying:

“Could you please tell me is this seat nr.21?”

I turned around. I saw a guy, with blue jeans, white T-shirt and black baseball cap. It was hard to see his eyes because of the cap, but I guess they were . And he had a wonderful smile.

He notice that I was staring at him and he said:

“Ahm… are you OK?”

“Ohh… I am fine. Yes, I guess this is your seat.”

“You are lucky! Your seat is next to window.”

“Yeah I like that too.” I said as cool as I could. “So… also going to Dublin?”

“Actually not really… I mean… Well, I am going to Ireland– but not to Dublin – to Sligo.”

“Oh, great.”

“And what about you… ehm?” he stopped.

I looked at him and then I understand that he wants to find out my name. “Ohh… I am sorry. I am too moony today. My name is ”.

“And why you are moony today, ?”

“Well, because I can’t wait until I get to Ireland. Because I’ll meet my friend for the first time and then we both will go out to meet Westlife.” I stopped for a while. “You know that awesome boyband, don’t you?”

He seemed a little bit confused. “Yeah, I have heard about them.”

“Great. So, I hope I really will meet them because my friend find out somewhere that they are on vacation right now.” I was to excite about meeting Westlife that I didn’t notice that the guy next to me was really confused.

“Which one do you like the most?” the guy asked.

“Well, I like , if it’s speaks to you anything. He is really cute, hot and sexy and he has the most beautiful eyes and smile in the world. I reeeaaaaally like him.” As I said that I looked through the window so that’s why I didn’t notice that the guy next to me was blushing.

“Well you also have very beautiful smile.” He said. Now I was the one who was blushing.

“OH MY GOD! You make me blushing.” And I turned away.

“But that’s true!” he smiled.

“Thanks.” After some while I felt asleep. I was dreaming about when I felt someone’s hand on mine.

“Hey, wake up, we’re in Dublin!” I heard sweet voice.

I opened my eyes and saw that guy with the cap staring at me. He was smiling.

“How long you have been watching me?”

“About 10 minutes. You were so beautiful. And I didn’t want to interrupt you. I guess you had a pleasant dream because you were smiling while dreaming.”

I was blushing again. “Yeah I had a very nice dream.” I said.

“So let’s get out of here. Welcome to typical Dublin.”

“What?” I said as I took my bag. He turned me and said:

“Take a look outside the window.”

I didn’t like what I saw. The sky was really grey and cloudy, and it looks like it was getting raining.

“Oh, no. I hate rain. It was sunny day when we left and look… now it’s almost raining.” I was almost crying.

“Sorry, that your friend didn’t warn you. But if you want to have a good time here better started to get accustomed to this kind of weather!” at the end he smiled. “Have a good time! Yeah, and good luck in meeting Westlife!”

I was looking for my friend. That’s why I just nodded to his answer. Then I turned around and saw him going away.

“Hey, wait!” I shouted. “Wait!” The guy turned around.

“What?”

“Thanks for the company. You are great guy!”

“Thank you. And one more thing… don’t forget that sometimes you don’t have to look too far away to find something you want.”

“What do you mean by that?” I was surprised.

“Nothing. Look I have to go.” He said.

“Wait! Can I … can I get your phone number?” I asked shyly.

“Why? I thought you like from Westlife.”

“Well, may be I like you more than him.” I answered.

“Well,” he said, “ then may be we will meet each other again someday.” He smiled, turned around and went away.

I was shocked, because he didn’t give me his number, well, probably he didn’t want to give me or he didn’t want to see me again. Well, yeah, he didn’t like me. But, wait a minute, I even don’t know his name. F***! Stupid me, why I didn’t ask for his name? Oh, stupid me!

“Hey! Are you ?” someone asked me. I turned around and saw my friend .

“Hi!” I screamed and hugged her.

“Hey! How are you?”

“My god. I can’t believe that I finally meet you. You look so damn good.”

“Thanks. You too. By the way who was that guy you were talking to?” my friend asked me.

“That guy?”

“Yeah, I want to know everything.” She said.

OK, while we were driving to bus station I told her everything. I also told her that stupid me even didn’t ask him what’s his name.

“That’s OK. Like he said maybe you will meet one day again. Probably he just wanted to stay unknown.”

“Hope you’re right. Because I really liked him.” I said in sad voice.

“More than from Westlife?” she asked.

“No, I guess, no.” I was still sad. “No, I really liked that guy more than .”

“Oh, it’s gonna be fine. At that moment when you’ll meet , you’ll forget about that guy. Believe me!” and she hugged me.

Chapter 2

I was really tired when we finally get to Sligo’s hotel. The hotel was cute. Well, it wasn’t one of the best, but it was fine. And besides I was too tired to think about it right now. I took the shower and felt asleep. When I woke up, it was next morning already. I turned around in the bed and I started to scream. The sun was shining! It’s gonna be good day! Thank god, I said to myself.

I heard “knock-knock” at the door and I opened it.

“Hi!” it was .

“Hi! How did you sleep?” I asked.

“Fine. And you?”

“Good. You know let’s better get ourselves ready as soon as we can because I can’t wait to meet Westlife.” I said.

“Well, this is much better. Don’t think about that guy anymore because is 10 thousands times better than that guy you met. Trust me.” She sounded very sure.

“OK, then let’s meet after 25 minutes downstairs, OK?”

She nodded and went back to her room.

(20 min later)

I looked in the mirror. I had short summer dress and black sandals. I went downstairs and met my friend. She was wearing top and skirts.

“So, Mrs. , let’s go!”

I smiled. “Yeah, let’s go.”

We took the taxi and went to the park where my friend last time met the guys. When we reached the park, it was really hot.

“Let’s sit down” I suggested.

“OK” she said and we sat down.

We were sitting and looking at people who were passing by.

“Look, I’ll go buy an ice-cream.” I said.

“No!” she said.

“Why not?”

“Because I notice Westlife. Look here they are.” I turned my face to them and there I saw them. It was and . Our faves.

“What we are going to do?”

“Nothing. Just stay cool. Because you see is saying something to and Oh my god they are coming over to us. “ She whispered.

Yes, they really came to us.

My friend was smiling and so did I. So they came and said:

“Hi ladies! Can we sit here with you?”

“Yeah sure!” my friend acted like she wouldn’t know who they are.

I just smiled when turned to me and said:

“Hi!”

“Hi! How are you?” I said back.

“Thanks. Fine.” He smiled. He had really the most beautiful smile in the world.

“Your voice sounds familiar.”

and started to laugh. “Yeah right.” said.

“I mean… I…” But I couldn’t explain what I meant and they all three laugh like a drain.

“OK, stop laughing.” Finally I said. “I know I made mistake saying that, so I am sorry. Really sorry. By the way my name is and this is my friend ”.

“Well…” started. “I am , but this one is .”

“Actually I came a really long way to meet you guys.” I explained.

“I know.” said.

“You do?” I was shocked. “How?”
“I mean… I …” seemed confused. “I mean almost all the fans come long way to us.”

“Yeah, I guess so.” My friend was chatting with , well was sitting next to me and I had to be happy. But something made me sad, and almost started to cry. notice that and said:
“Hey what’s wrong?”

I turned away and wiped my tears. And silently said: “I think I am in love.”
became more confused. “What?”

I became also confused. “Oh, no!” I said. “Not with you. Oops! I am sorry. I mean you are nice guy and I always dreamed about this moment but I think I am in love with another guy.” I couldn’t believe that is the one whom I am telling about my feelings.

“I understand.” He said.

“You do?” I was surprised.

“Yeah. Tell me about him.”

“Well, I met him on plane on way to Dublin. He was so cute, nice. And we were talking. You know, he was…” I stopped for a while. “He was … very sweet.”

He hugged me. And I felt so safe. “But me stupid even didn’t ask his name.” I cried. “When he went away I tried to ask for his phone number, but he didn’t gave me, because he said… Oh, forget about it. You are not probably interested in my love life.” I looked in his eyes.

“No I am.” He said. “I like you. And that’s why I want to help you.”

“But… wait. You can’t help me. No one can help me because I don’t know anything about him. Not his name, his phone number, I even don’t know what kind of colour his eyes was. You can’t help me.” And I started to cry.

“Well, may be I can take you out of yourself. Give me your phone number and I’ll call you later and we will go out tonight. What do you say?”

I nodded and he wrote down my phone number. said we have to go and hugged me one more time and then said:
“OK, see ya later, right?”

“Right.” I said.

When my friend and me went back to hotel I didn’t talk much and she understood why. Probably she heard everything what I told to and she thought that I am totally idiot, but I didn’t care because from Westlife was only Westlife. He was different than I thought.

I went to my room and felt off on the bed when my phone rang.

I took my phone and saw number on it. I didn’t know such a number.

“Hello!” I said.

“Hi, ! This is … ehm…do you remember the guy you met on plane yesterday? Well, that’s me.”
I was shocked.

“I…erm… how did … did you… find out my number?” I mumbled.

“Well, while you were sleeping I check it on your phone number.” He lied. “I know I am a bad boy. That’s why I told you that probably we will meet someday again.”

I was still confused.

“So how do you like in Sligo?” he asked. “The weather is great. Just the way you want it.”

“Wait a min… how do you know that I am in Sligo?”

“I saw you today in the park and I decided to call you because, well, I am also in Sligo.”

“Cool! So… why did you call me?” I became curious.

“I wanted to ask you if you would like to meet me? Today in the park near the ice-cream kiosk.”

“I’d love to.” I said.

“OK, I’ll be waiting for you there after 30 min. Will you be able to come?” he asked.

“Sure. I’ll be there.”

“OK, then see ya.”
“Wait, wait!” I shouted. But it was too late he put down the phone. Again I didn’t asked for his name. Stupid me. But I can survive because I am going to see him after 30 min. I have to rush.

Chapter 3

(30 min later)

When I reached the park there was already somebody standing. I couldn’t see exactly his face but I know that’s him. Yes, THAT’S HIM!

When I came closer, I was disappointed. There was standing not that guy.

“HI!” he said in his sweet voice.

“Hi! What are you doing here? I was supposed to meet… to… meet… a…”

“A guy from the plane?”

I nodded.

“Well here I am.” He said.

“What?” I screamed. “You said…”

“Well, I am that guy from the plane who were sitting next to you and talking about Westlife.”

I was shocked. “That can’t be true.” I still couldn’t believe what he said.

“It is. If you don’t believe me I can’t say what you told me that has the most beautiful eyes and smile in the world.”

I was blushing. I placed my hands over my face.

“I made myself for totally idiot! OH MY GOD,” I screamed. “I can’t believe I told you everything about Westlife and then everything about that guy who I am in… NO! OH MY GOD!”

“You wanted to say that you are in love, right?”

“I really made myself for total fool!” I cried.

“That’s OK. You let find out what do you think about me from both sides. And I still think that also you have the most beautiful eyes!” as he said that he kissed me on cheek.

“So… when you know everything about me and that actually I am in love with from Westlife. I guess you can go…”

“Nope! At first I want to say that is not the same from Westlife. And I am sure that you are in love with not from Westlife. And there is big difference. Because I want that you are in love with .”

“Why it is so important to you?” I asked.

“Because I think I am in love with you, too.” He said it quietly.

“You think?” I asked.

“No, I am sure.” He screamed.

I looked at the ground and said: “Do you realise what you said just right now?”

“Yes, you don’t believe me.”

“Well, it’s sounds a little bit crazy.”

“But it’s true.” He leaned closer to me and kissed me on lips. It was short kiss but anyway very nice.

“I love you” he whispered as he moved back a little bit. “Now you believe me?”

I nodded and he kissed me again, now this time with more passion. I wanted that this could never end, but he stopped kissing me again and said:
“I’ll keep on kissing you only with one condition.”

“And it is…” I said.

“You will say that you will be my girlfriend and that you will come with me to club tonight, so?”

“Yes. My answer is yes.” And we kissed again. I was so happy and felt so safe in ’s arms. And I knew that this is forever.

While we were kissing he whispered:

“Do you remember what I told you on a plane?”

“No,” I whispered.

“I said that sometimes you don’t have to look too far away to find something you want. Now you know why I said like that?”

“Yes,” I whispered. And he kissed me again.

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