Chapter 8: Chapter 8 {Is This A Dream?!}
Gerard's POV:
Alright not to sound cliché but all I could think of was that blond goddess that joined our university today, she had this natural approach and beauty that can't be missed from 10000 miles, like nothing in her is made up or artificial but still could get everyone's attention only by waving her hand, she was outrageous: her perfume, her walk, her look, her smile, it's like there's no mistake, not a single default, even the smell of her skin... I was mesmerized by her charm, plus I couldn't shake the feeling that she looked familiar like I've seen her before
-so college guy any plans for your future input? Suddenly approached me and tapped on my shoulder making me jump, one of my close friends Sergio Ramos, we played in the team together and he always had my back,
wow you seem a little jumpy, what's on your mind and a little tense. He added squeezing my shoulders, what's going on with you
-so... I met this girl today... He didn't even let me finish, he started cheering and laughing out loud
-a girl huh, she must be so hot to get all over your mind like that, are you planning on hooking up with her tonight, blow up a little steam? He said with an annoying grin that he pulls up every time I get interested in something and winked at me
-No, I'm actually interested in her, she's a natural beauty and very intriguing
-oh. He gasped, I've never heard you talk about a girl that way
-I know she seems to bring out this side in me that is: confident, brave, and outgoing, that I didn't even know existed and I've just met her, and there was me who never believed in love at first sight
-Okay I think you had too much wine, that sounds so cheesy bruh, even for you, what about Martha, she's a babe and she's been all over you
-Martha my psyco ex Martha? I hope you're not talking about that one or else I'll stick this straw into your neck right now
-easy, she might have her moments but I think she deserves a second chance, with that flaming body, who cares about emotions. He said pulling out his player boy/jurk/I don't give a shit voice
- No I can forgive anything but cheating with my father for money, that's over the top don't you think, and besides when was your last serious relationship, I don't think you've got one probably since you came out of the womb
-come on! who needs serious relationships? way too many complications, like seriously why stick to one girl only and have the same repetitive sex day after day while the earth is full of hot women that just need warmth and love and lust...
-alright stop talking! I chuckled, you start making me nauseous, honestly, I have no idea how the hell we're even close, besides love is not always about sex
-okay drama queen mode is on, are you on your period or something. He jocked
-No! I'm serious what's wrong with being in a relationship, try love Ramos, it might bring out some humanity or even feelings in you that you're immensely lacking! I joked
-well pleasure is a feeling, isn't it?
-okay gross. I giggled, I'm just saying, karma is a bitch, it will bite you in the ass and you will get what you deserve. I added waving my glass of wine to him, he did the same - cheers for that. He said clapping his glass to mine
-to karma
-to karma
-speaking of karma, ten a clock, there is your mother arriving, good luck with that, I surrender. He said making his way into the crowd I watched him leave giggling, he's such artwork and with all that resilience, my mother never missed scaring him off too, she has that effect over many people including my father, she is too forward and very intimidating and never takes no for an answer, she can be a handful, there's no doubt in that but I always knew that it came from a very good place and deep down she really cared
-there's my baby boy, all grown up and already in his successful path in college. She cheered pulling me into a hug, oooh and you're strong. She added feeling my arms, you blossomed very well, you seem all put together
-thanks, mom. I replied politely with slight discomfort, I've been taking care of things
she pulled away and stared at me deep in the eyes
-and those glowy eyes where is that coming from huh. She asked curiously
-I'm just happy to see you is all. I lied but I knew she wouldn't buy it, she knew me too well for that, but it would spare me some explanations for now
-so why don't you walk your mother on how things are going with you, what are your plans and how's your love life going, tell me everything
(do everyone have to ask me this today)
-well, mother if you have to know, I currently joined UC LA, currently studying law and you know that I'm into sports so I agreed with the University of LA salle benanova to keep me updated with all the advancements with the program and studying from a distance, which means, I will be working here and there to get a law degree and to assure my internship in a football team: Manchester united which is as you know my dream since I was very young... I paused noticing a very concerning look on my mother's face (oh no this is: what about Harvard look)
-honey what about Harvard (bingo) you Know not everyone gets lucky to be accepted in such a luxurious college, people kill themselves just to get on the waiting list and you with a scholarship and everything you're missing out on the chance of your life
-Mom please, we've been through this before, I can't focus on one thing right now and Harvard is a lot of work, if I do join it I wouldn't be able to focus on something else and I found something that I'm very good at, that I'm passionate about and if I let go of it, I would consider it a failure, a chapter in my life that I knew was there but, didn't fight to keep and it will haunt my whole existence
She looked away like she wasn't satisfied with my answer
-Mom please, I need you to make an effort to understand me, I know that you always had high expectations for me and I know it's coming from a very good place, but I really think that I've got a shot with this and I need you to trust me, the last person I want to be against me is you, mother,
She gave me a look of empathy and her facial expressions softened (nailed it) - alright son we'll see about that
So much for nailing it, although, she is stubborn so it's gonna be a working process, I should give it some time, as I was lost in my thoughts Ramos pulled me to the side and whispered - I think I found your fantasy girl
-who? I asked confused
-the girl you said you met
-how did you.. I looked over, that's when I saw her, standing there in my hall, she sure knows how to make an impression, people were staring, even Ramos noticed her and believe me he does not notice anyone, he was still talking but I didn't hear a word, I was admiring her beauty, she was wearing a flashing red long dress, a long v neck that emphasizes her firm breasts, cinched in her waist with golden detail, golden heels that complimented her perfectly polished feet with red nail polish, her hair was attached with a golden stick, ever so simple but still looked so classy, showing off her beautiful neck
-Gérard are you even listening to me?
-I sure am, I replied regaining my ability to hear
-well did you hear the part that she is a singer and you have no remotely chance with her
-she's a what! I yelled turning heads to me
-yeah there it is, wasn't concentrated at all! He sighted
-oh there he is. I heard Shakira saying from afar then waving at me
As I was about to approach her, I felt a hand grab my wrest pulling me from behind, that's when I heard her voice
-oh there you are! I've been looking all over for you. Cheered a very familiar voice
-Martha?!..
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