I got that out of an advertising of Vodafone, so if anyone's got to see that ad and is reminded of that story it's no wonder. I saw it today and was totally amazed and it just hit me. And now I have that idea and I just had to write it down. I'm sorry for any mistaces in spelling and grammar. ;)
„Shit."
I looked through my stuff, but I already knew I forgot it. I knew exactly where it was: on my bed ready to be in someone else's hand. Super.
„That's a good greeting, Merlin. Though I would prefer an happy 'hi'."
I looked at Gwen and smiled half-heartedly at her. "You don't have a second birthday present, do you?"
She frowned. "You forgot Will's birthday present?" The way she looked at me told me that she knew how Will was going to react. Will became easy angry over that kind of stuff. He was my best friend though I hated that about him. Lucky for me that I was almost always thinking about saying good morning to him or giving him his birthday present in time. Almost. "Maybe he's forgetting that you haven't giving it to him already. Or you said you put it to the other's. There are some on the table. And then you just have to avoid him this evening."
"He's gonna be so thankful." I sighed. "But it's the only idea besides telling him the truth. Maybe I just wait and see how he's doing."
"There are a lot of people inside. His parents did invite the whole family and I'd bet they brought friends along."
"Really?" She nodded and rolle Will wasn't the type for parties or much people. But his parents were and today I was glad about that.
She pulled me inside and I was stunned. So much people in one room! Gwen pulled me through it and I saw Will. He didn't look very happy. My job to cheer him up and get him out of here – unseen. I sighed. I wasn't much of a party type, either.
Will spotted us and came to us. "Thank god you two are here now. All the afternoon I had to keep smiling and getting wishes and receiving presents. So don't bother me with yours. Give them to me next week. Or throw them away, I don't care."
Morgana ignored his speech and hugged him tight. "Happy Birthday, Will. I'm glad you're finally 18, too." She giggled.
I hugged him too. "So, that makes me the only non-full-aged among us. Cheers to you. I just pretend it didn't happen for the next five months, kay?" I let go of him and smirked at him. He smiled back and I could see he didn't mind.
"As long as you don't throw a party like that I'm in", he responded and we three laughed.
It was the moment, some guy asked my sister, actually she's only my half-sister, to dance with him. It was the moment I just sat there, very bored. I've known much bigger parties and this one was lame. I didn't know anyone besides Morgana in here. It wasn't an open event and I don't know why we were invited. Apparently someone off the family of her mother did know the parents of the birthday guy, Bill or Will or something. I forgot. It wasn't necessary.
It was that right moment I just tried to make my hopes stop, that maybe something interesting would happen. It was that moment when the crowd behind the guy hadn't closed up yet and I was able to look a few meters wider than before.
It was that moment when I saw the most beautiful person I've ever seen. It hit me like a lightening and I sat up straight on my chair. My heart started to pound. He was making his way through the crowd and looking around and as he got to the bar he grabbed something to drink, I watched his mouth open and how he lifted his head. He was pale, almost shining, with cheap clothes on which just made him more gorgeous. I just couldn't look away.
A beautiful girl tipped from behind at his shoulder and he turned around and smiled wide at her. My stomach was protesting. And then they both hugged really tight. I was about to flip out, a few meters away, but I breathed deep in and out to calm down. Sure. How was he supposed to not have good looking girls as friends while he was the most handsome guy I've ever seen? How was he supposed to not have a girlfriend ... how was he supposed to be gay?
Not that only bad looking guys would be gay. I was the best proof that it was not that way. I was gay and I've always known it. I was never attracted to girls in any kind. It had always been boys. So why was I so sure he was straight? Because. Because of the way he smiled at her and because of the way she flirted with him. He didn't seem like the person who would flirt at all, more seemed like a quiet type. Nice and shy but so very hot.
I watched them talking, the way they acted didn't seem like they were together. One relief, at least.
"You're right. He's really cute." I saw out of the corner of my eyes that Morgana sat down on a chair next to mine. I didn't stop looking at the guy. "But you know, he doesn't seem to be your type. Do you see how he's talking to that girl? She's very beautiful yet he doesn't seem to want something from her except friendship. I don't think that he's such a playboy like you."
I finally looked toward her. "I'm not a playboy." I wasn't. It just happened that I often was 'out' with another guy. It was for fun and I could stop that every time if I wanted to. And it wasn't like I tricked them, no, the basis me and the other's were on was exactly the same. No love, no feelings, just one night and just to have some fun. That's it. And I never, never ended up in the bed with someone.
"Yea, but you know what I mean. He seems more like the caring type." She smiled teasingly at me. "And you are just a prat."
Before I could answer she stood up again. "So, how is it? Are you able to stop looking at him and dance with me?" She smiled so innocently at me that I just couldn't say no. I sighed and stood up, too and she led me to the part of the room where other people were already dancing.
I somehow ended up chatting with Will's sister. She had only asked me if I knew where Will was and I asked about school. I was glad that she was here, because she seemed to be the only person I knew (besides Will and Gwen of course, but they had ... other things to do). It was a bit uncomfortable although, because I could see that she was into me. I had no feelings for her in that way, but how to tell her that? How shall I tell her that I could see in her eyes that she had a crush on me, was nervous and happy at the same time? It wasn't normal to know exactly what another person was feeling right now just by looking into their eyes. It was to me, I was born with that. But only my mother knew. I never told Will or Gwen. They'd be offended and embarrassed. Sometimes I was able to know things I didn't want to know. Like now.
She managed to get me to dance with her. Really, I wasn't into dancing, I liked it when I was alone but hated it if other people could see me doing it. However, she was doing the most part, laid her arms around my neck and was slowy moving. Yes, it was a slow dance. I was both glad and found it not-so-good. Glad, because you can't do that much wrong with dancing a to a slow song. But it wasn't good for Claire, who seemed to keep her hopes up very high. I sighed in the inside. I had to do something to tell her in a kind way that I was not interested in her. Today.
He was dancing with this girl. I saw it while I was dancing with Morgana. They were holding each other tight. I let go of Morgana and went away from the dancers. I couldn't stand that picture, wasn't able to look away while they were so near to me, he was only a few meters away and I felt his presence like I felt my own heart beating fast. I had to get away to remind me that I didn't know him and that there was no reason to be sad that they were together or at least are going to be.
Morgana followed me. I ignored her, while a question popped up in my head: Why was I so into that guy? I never met him before, I didn't know him, I never talked to him. Yet I somehow knew he was an incredible person. Someone you can share your life with. I just knew.
I looked back to the dancers. They played now a faster song, so I thought they wouldn't be dancing so tight anymore. But I couldn't see them. I looked at all the people that were dancing and realized then that they weren't dancing anymore.
He was standing at the bar again. Maybe he didn't know anyone just like me? Maybe this girl was the only one he knew. And she wasn't with him anymore. I took a deep breath and somehow managed to walk right toward him, leaving Morgana behind me.
I could hide my feelings if I wanted to. My dad had told me my whole life that showing feelings was a weakness. I knew how to not show them, I knew how to look bored or interested even if I wasn't. I was nervous but at the same time I was glad that he wouldn't know why I was talking to him.
I placed myself right next to him a the bar and ordered something to drink. They hadn't alcohol (which was really lame), so I just chose a tonic. Then I turned around and looked at him. He seemed to be more pretty now out of the closeness. He had raven dark hair which I wanted to tousle, strange big ears which just made him looking more cute than he already did, he had cheekbones to die for and as I was looking at his lips I just wanted to kiss them.
"Hey", I said instead to keep me away of such kind of thoughts. He turned around and I could directly in his eyes. Blue, deep eyes. Why was it that every little detail of him had to be so gorgeous?
He smiled at me. "Hi. Do I know you?" I snapped out the way I was looking at him. His smile made my heart jump but I remained relaxed on the outside. I shook my head. "No. You just looked alone and since I don't know anyone here I thought maybe we could waste time together."
He raised an eyebrow. "Oh, I do know some people in here." I nodded. "Yeah, I know, I saw you dancing with that girl. Is she your girlfriend?" I wasn't sure if I wanted to know the answer. He gave me an awkward look as if he somehow knew why I had asked this. But then he shrugged. "No. She is just the sister of my best friend."
"I saw the way she looks at you", I said, "she definitely has a crush on." He sighed. "I know. It's difficult to talk with someone that has feelings for you when you don't." He then looked deep into my eyes again, what just made my heart jump again, just to look away abruptly. I tried to talk this awkward silence over. "So, what's your name?"
He didn't look at me as he murmured the answer. "Merlin." Merlin. I smiled. I had never heard of that name before [a/n: pretend, there is no Merlin/King Arthur legend] but it fit to him. Merlin. "And yours?", he asked. "I'm Arthur", I told him.
Somehow his feeling were flowing over to me. I didn't just know what he felt, I could feel it. My heart was racing. He was good. I would've never expected him to be nervous and lonely if I hadn't looked him in the eyes. But I couldn't anymore. I couldn't stand this feeling. Too much.
Of course. There are heterosexuals and homosexuals. He was whether bi or homo. However, he didn't look like a typical gay guy, but did I know? I've never met one until now, until him. Maybe that's because I could feel what he felt. Because it was new and unexperienced for me.
But was it new? It was love. Not quite the love you have when you tell someone you are in love with them but love as in an infatuation. I never met him, but it was quite strong. As if he had known me before for several unknown reason.
"Arthur", escaped from my lips. I couldn't hold it back. It was a beautiful name and I was a bit ashamed of myself that I just had said it like a lover. But it wasn't my fault that he was feeling this! I looked at a point under his eyes and smiled at him. Shall he think what he wanted to think. Whatever. I didn't care.
He smiled back. I took a deep breath. "And the girl you danced with?" He danced with a girl? How did I know that? Yeah ... I remebered. I had seen him on the dancefloor while I was dancing with Juliana. "Is she your girlfriend?" I sounded as unsure as I was. Okay, he had a crush on me, I was sure of that, but I couldn't be sure that he hadn't a girlfriend. Maybe because he loved her. Maybe because he wanted to prove someone that he wasn't gay. Maybe he wasn't accepting yet.
He laughed out loud. "Morgana? No way." He tried to calm down and breathed in and out. "No. She is my sister." He paused. "Half sister, to be certain."
"So, you don't have a girlfriend?" Hell, why was I asking this? Pressing information out of him. I should go away before I would do something stupid just because his feelings for me somehow were confusing my feelings. He grinned. "No, I don't."
So. That's the first chapter. I'm glad about every review and if you have any critcs, tell me. I want to hear them, otherwise I'm not able to improve my writings. ;)
