《My Hero /L.H.》Някакво момче те търси.
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-Успокойте се малко. – Аз се изправих. – Кога заминавате?
-Всички заминаваме, е ако искате разбира се.
-Добре, но кога?
-Има няма-3 месеца. – Аш се засмя нервно.
-И реши да ни го кажеш сега? В 5 и 30 сутринта? – Клеър го попита раздразнено.
-Е стига де, нали новината е хубава.
-Все тая. – Извъртях очи и станах. – Клеър идваш ли?
-И питаш! – Скокна и тръгна с мен към стълбите.
Прибрах се в стаята си и моментално заспах на леглото.
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Когато се събудих всички спяха. Явно момчетата са празнували малко. Опитах се да се измъкна възможно най-тихо от стаята, за да не събудя Люк, но уви явно трябваше да се спъна и да се пльосна по лице. Представете си картинката само. Голям смях а?!
-Амбър добре ли си? – Люк скочи и светкавично дойде до мен.
-Да, добре съм.
-Къде си тръгнала?
-Мислех да направя закуска. – Засмях се. – И се опитах да не те будя.
-Удари ли се някъде? – Явно пренебрегна факта, че се чувствам виновно за дето го събудих.
-Добре съм! – Казах с известна досада.
-Добре, хайде ела. – Той ме вдигна от земята и ме сложи на леглото, след което легна до мен.
-Впрочем колко е часа? – Попита след известно мълчание.
-Нямам идея. – Свих рамене. – Искаш ли да ставаме?
-Неее.... – Той разтърси глава. – Добре ми е така.
Аз се засмях и го целунах.
-На мен също.
-Не мога да повярвам! – Чуха се крясъци от коридора. – Как можа?!
-Какво става? – Люк ме погледна объркано.
Свих рамене и се изправих. Отворих леко вратата и видях плачещата Бриана.
-Хей, какво става? – Попитах я притеснено.
-Не искам да го виждам вече! – Извика и се метна върху мен за прегръдка.
-Какво се случва? – Калъм се показа от неговата стая.
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-Всички сте такива! – Извика отново Бри и продължи да плаче.
Кал ме погледна въпросително, аз просто свих рамене и продължих да утешавам момичето.
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-Е какво се е случило с Бриана? – Люк ме попита щом се върнах в стаята.
-Нямам представа, по-късно ще говоря с Аш. – Казах и се сгуших отново в него.
Мина близо час в сладки приказки и целувки. Беше чудесно, но някой ме извика.
-Какво?! – Попитах раздразнено като слязох долу.
-Някакво момче те търси. – Кал сви рамене и ми посочи вратата.
Какво е това момче и от къде знае адреса ми?
Приближих се плахо до вратата съвсем игнорирайки факта, че съм с една от тениските на Люк и погледна момчето от вън.
-Джош?!
Отново е късо съжалявам, за което. Също така да кажа, че на снимката е Джош ;дд
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