Unloved - Let us rewrite the stars ||englisch||

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I just couldn't bring myself to wake Lando yesterday. And unfortunately not to move either. My back would certainly thank me, but what could I do? In the morning I was awake earlier than him and the sight I saw was just more than cute. Lando was curled up a bit in the dark hoodie while his head still rested on my belly. He had one leg bent over mine and he was even drooling a little. Carefully, as if he were fragile, I wrapped one of his curls around my finger. Some time later he woke up and looked around a little disoriented at first. When he noticed how he was lying, he blushed and looked the other way. "It's okay," I laughed. "It's not like you slept like that all night," I added, and he turned a shade redder. How cute. He rose and tousled his hair before apologising. "Like I said. No harm done. Now get up, I'm hungry." In a good mood, I hopped off the sofa, which my back commented with a crack. Yeah okay, he thanked me a lot. My shoulders were really sore and tense and I knew exactly what I was going to do first. Namely a hot shower. "I'll make pancakes yes?", I asked towards the living room, from where I also received approval.

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After Lando was done with his training, we went for a walk. He had talked me into it, which wasn't a bad thing. I enjoyed it very much. His closeness. The conversations. The surroundings too, although I wasn't a fan of big cities. "Do you actually live with Cara?" I nodded, then added, "We've known each other for fourteen years. So it was only a matter of time before we moved in together." "I think it's nice when friendships last that long." I nodded. "I actually only have friends that I know from my childhood." "Do you have trouble socialising with anyone?" he asked shyly. "Social phobia," I answered curtly, continuing to stare stubbornly straight ahead. "Really?" I nodded. "Then it won't come across as weird now if I say I'm proud of you?" "Why would you be proud of me?" Confused, I looked up sideways at him. "Because you're here... Even though you have this phobia. And that you trust me with it, even though we barely know each other." I smiled slightly. He was right. I hardly knew him, but I already trusted Lando almost blindly. Silently, we continued on our way. When I thought about being around Lando all the time. Every day. Heat rose in my cheeks and a pleasant tingling spread through my stomach area. I didn't regret Cara taking me with her. At least not now. But I didn't want to do that now. To live completely in the moment. Even if the pleasant silence was interrupted by honking cars, swearing cyclists and squealing tyres. But that just didn't matter right now. Lando was with me and that was what was important to me right now.

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We sat outside in the garden. I was reading a book and, to be honest, I wasn't paying any attention to Lando. I had long since immersed myself in the book again.The silence of my words. I read it in German because I didn't know if this book was also available in English. But it must have been so terrible to lose one's twin sister. The pain she had to endure must have been impossible to bear. Poor thing.

"Is it okay if Carlos comes over today?", Lando snapped me out of that world. I looked up and had to think for a moment. "Um, sure, I'd like to," was all I said, and I continued to read untouched.

It wasn't long before the doorbell rang and Lando let Carlos in. "Oh Hailey. I didn't know you were here too." I looked back up and smiled at him. "Don't mind me. Do what you always do." "Like you'd bother." I just didn't bother with them any more either and became completely engrossed in Levi and Hannah's story again.

"Why don't you write her Carlos then?" "But what if she turns me down? I mean, what if I annoy her?" "As I understand it, you're friends. And friends write to each other." "So what if I'm bugging her?" "Come on. You've got nothing to lose. I wrote Hailey, too." "And she ignored you." Exasperated, I looked at them both. "I didn't ignore him, I just didn't have time. And what's this about, anyway, that makes Carlos sound so desperate." "Carlos has fallen head over heels in love with Cara and doesn't know how to tell her." Horrified, I looked at them both. "I haven't fallen in love!" "Yes you have!" What toddlers to argue about this now. "You both know Cara is taken don't you?" Now it was the two boys' turn to look at me in horror. "Really now?" I nodded slowly. "I'm really sorry, but you can really write to her." "Didn't you just say yourself she's taken?" "You can be friends, though." "You want Carlos to steal Cara's boyfriend or what?" "I never liked Jack anyway." "That's not what you do." I shrugged. "Then don't do anything. You can still write to them. Just imagine this wonderful friendship that could develop." "You're the devil's daughter. How long did you say she's been here Lando?" "Since Friday, but she's not that bad." "Daughter of the devil? Carlos you're blowing it here." "Ain't that the truth." I had to grin broadly. Yes, I could be sadistic sometimes, but Cara and Elly were worse. A lot worse. "You know Carlos. Cara is the devil incarnate. So if this was really gonna work out. My condolences." I think I've pissed them off enough now, because they both looked at me with a mixture of annoyed and angry. But since I didn't think I had annoyed them enough, I feverishly searched for a topic that could make it worse. And I quickly came up with something...

31.07.2021