So this is a Christmas present for Gemma. I have not been the greatest of friends lately so hopefully this will make it a little better.
This is also inspired by the trailer of the movie Beautiful Creatures. I have not read the books so it's only inspired and adapted.
English is not my mother language so please be kind. I hope you enjoy!
Chapter 1: The Dream
Porcelain skin. Red lips. Raven hair.
He dreams of him every night. Has been dreaming of him since he can remember. The boy from his dream. As a child he believed him to be an angel, a protector from one of his mother's stories. The boy calls to him, beckons him to follow, closer and closer still until he finally disappears in the mist only to appear the next night,
Arthur doesn't know who he is, has never seen anyone that even looks remotely alike this boy.
He was outer worldly. Beautiful creamy pale skin framed by a drastic contrast of dark hair, almost black, that curls in silky, glossy waves. Angular cheekbones, rosy in color and so incredibly sharp that they looked as if they were sculpted by the Gods themselves. But the eyes...
Those eyes that feel like they can pierce your soul, so blue, a blue like no other he had ever seen before. Eyes so blue that shame even the clearest sky or the deepest ocean.
Arthur's anticipation grew with every step he took closer to his angel.
He is running, chasing the boy. Arthur hears his laugh, so pure, gentle, melodic like the most beautiful melody. He chases him until he is out of breath. His whole body aches but he wants, needs to find the boy. He sees him in the edge of the meadow, the angel looks over his shoulder and smiles the sweetest, most tantalizing smile before turning completely and disappearing in the shadows. Arthur would call his name, he wants to, but realizes he does not know it.
When he wakes up he can't remember that glorious sight, it is all gone, everything but a faint memory of a boy and the scent of lemon and rosemary.
He has long ago accepted this wondrous dreams. He longs for them like one would long for a lost lover. He sees only love and devotion, warmth and magic in the boy. A light in the shadows that linger on the edge of his dreams, the darkness that only he can keep at bay.
It feels like he has lost a dear friend, the most important part of his life. It hurts him physically to wake up and loose him again. He feels like crying at the injustice of it all.
And it is with that loss that Arthur turns around in his bed, buries his face in his pillow and goes to sleep, desperately trying to see him again.
I hope you liked it and thank you for taking the time to read it. If you want to, review, I would love to hear from you guys :)