ar his lips in the little space I had and that was between the shelf and Gerard. Gerard
not pull away. She looked at him intently, smiling contentedly, thinking that the excuse that he had fabricated Bojan was very bad. She turned slowly stroking his neck with both hands resting on his shoulders was, but Bojan was stirring restlessly and sharpening the ear. Gerard Bojan he picked her chin gently, but as he refused to look into his eyes and pay attention, put his lips to the boy's fine features, tracing a path around until you get slow kisses the corner of his mouth. Cmp; iacute; has appeared at the right time, and not the best, all the material cayéndosele the stairs. Fell quickly, and picked it up everything, leaving you against the wall nearest to save later. Without saying anything or looking up, Gerard passed him up the stairs two by two strode away and disappeared, leaving the basement plunged into a momentary silence.
- Bojan ... good? Ventured to ask Peter, seeing the face of the boy was afraid.
- Yeah yeah, come on.
the afternoonAnd what are the right words? With a smile hovering on his face, began to go faster and faster toward the outside.
seemed farewells were over the weekend with family, but it was not: on Monday was found running across the lawn at that moment, would not train anymore, wearing a shirt that look again soon-at least I hoped to do, "walking the halls volveríaa not go, and being surrounded by friends who would cast much less from now. Know what it meansiCab that signing for his career, but it was inevitable that he felt some fear of a major change. Despite being wrapped in a nostalgic and sad aura improper in it the day it happened very quickly, causing the feeling that when most wanted to retain up last minute detail in his brain, everything was going faster, as if trying to catch smoke with your hands.
- Gerard-the door was open, but someone gave a gentle tap with his knuckles to draw attention "That's the taxi waiting. - Okay.
deputy director of the Masia Tues; Oacute n, thus closing a stage and a time that was never going back. Was traveling in an unconscious way these corridors to be known as the palm of your hand and those who could have walked in complete darkness, while some flashes and memories will come to mind. Again thoughts of "lopetibó." A twinge of pain came over him, followed by a deep hatred for not having gone todavíay already be longing for that damn kid with green eyes, a mere fifteen years. He narrowed his eyes, feeling with the same vividness Bojan lips visiting her neck, her deep green eyes ... "Gerard, what the hell you thinking about these things! You'd think you're a girl in love ... "In the last term was shocked:" love "and shook his head slowly, smiling sideways. "I never fall in love. That is totally impossible. "
Bojan was about to walk out the door when he stopped dead and thought it would be a good idea up to the room a moment by the camera. Hesitated on whether to risk going up or not. Risked losing the opportunity to dcute, Fagan wind that stirred wide T-shirt he wore. As his eyes became accustomed to the brightness outside, could see his party had managed to gather more people than we ever imagined. Excited, he felt he had a lump in my throat. Feeling that is unrealistic as it was taking leave of people huddled around him. Everyone wanted to give him one last kiss, hug or words of encouragement.
- Sherard, Sherard. Hey, you! -A hand sticking out from the crowd. Gerard
finished saying goodbye to everyone, constantemente resist the urge to mourn, especially when what had been his coach had confessed that he believed in Ely in their abilities, and he was sure was going to go far.
- Coach ... I'm not ready, "he whispered, quite frankly.
- Of course you are. This is your moment, and I know maximized. Now I just play to look forward.
- Sherard, Sherard! Repeated the same voice as before, pushing through the crowd. _________________________
AAHH FOR THAT LITTLE IS * GAMP * caradeloca
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