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and a hand to Peter.

way out, Peter and Sergio embraced. "How quickly reconciled
"
thought Bojan. However, he took a few more drinks to forget what had been altered to appear Gerard on the topic of conversation.




was walking with a huge smile on his face. I had a hunch that this vacation was going to happen in Barcelona would be better than what happened last year in England, after returning to the English club. Brightly colored sneakers caught his eye in a shop windowImpossible, it sure is . " Sped up because I was still ignoring him despite calling him again. He reached out and gave a few taps on the shoulder, almost holding his respiracióny hoping not to be the disappointment of being wrong. - Bojan? - Gerard ... - Bojan said not believing what their eyes.

His eyes were just as vivid and intense than I remembered, but his hair was more blond and short. Under his T-shirt, you could guess a well-defined muscles and marked, moreover, that had grown a few inches. Definitivamentity, Gerard had changed for the better in those two or three years.

Meet face to face with the green eyes, after the passage of time had charged back the memories blur and bit true to life, it was as if he had suddenly received a sharp blow to the chest that had , a breath left. Bojan was no longer the boy she met at the farmhouse, her face had hardened and seemed strong and tall, he had become an attractive guy.

- What are you doing here? - Bojan was suspicious, while his eyes seemed to shine and surprise emotion.
- I ... I have come to settle some things - he said with a tinge of mystery.

Amid the awkward silence that had been created without them wanting it, Bojan bowed his head by looking at their shoes, enraged. "Fuck
. So many things I wanted to tell him all this time and now I get no word . " Gerard, curious, searching eyes bent Bojan. He raised his head just enough to see how Gerard was smiling the way only he could do it, you reassured the couple that you bullied, which led to redden more than it was and went backwas to duck down. " lopetibó
remains." Without thinking twice, regardless of being in the middle of the street, Gerard approached, surrounded him in his long arms and tenderly kissed the top of the head.

- You're back - Bojan whispered against his chest.
- I never said good riddance.
- not said goodbye, asshole - dropped between his teeth, getting rid of the embrace.
- I know. Damn - snorted.
- Hey ... -Started walking slowly back, separated from him while he looked pained Gerard "I have to go. I'll see. Bojan left

I'm late! "Rejoined a jump and was still reeling in a few strides into the kitchen, just with pants and totally disheveled-Mom! "When you see what it is!? His mother sat quietly at the kitchen table with his attention focused on the TV that was on the wall. She looked with a raised eyebrow as he left the coffee she was drinking at the table.

- It's ... eight seventeen.
- Why do not you wake me?! Bojan volvíaa cried while addressing his room in the same way asoacute; maximum match.

- Lucky in a few days since I was eighteen ...
- Yes, because many years taking you from one place to another, "Maria Lluïsa, Bojan's mother, started again when the light changed color" Besides, there Audi hoping to drive it. Bojan

smiled from ear to ear, remembering the great white Audi had given them to the Barça squad but he still could not drive by a minor. When his mother pulled up in front of the Ciutat Esportiva, sighed with relief and before dand leave him two quick kisses his mother. This was expected with the car to see how disappeared inside the facilities but not before some fans have been spared the entry lurking.

was surprised at the approach to dressing room with stealth and see that the door was not closed. On the contrary, was wide open and heard an unusual noise. Bojan smiled relieved that it was his lucky day and that his absence would have gone unnoticed. He changed clothes quickly into services and approached the players, who had put their attention on something. His height did not give to see what ea stopped trying. I was not going to give the pleasure of going after him.

Friday had practice at nine o'clock. And Gerard for three days training with them and Bojan still had not directed his gaze. Messi was always with here and there, passing it very well. That bothered Gerard, because what came entendíaa behavior. They ran around the field, quickened his pace to catch up. Arriving at his side, Bojan glanced at him with an air of annoyance and began to take steps longer to leave him behind. Gerard, who is specialraba a reaction, grabbed his elbow. - Enough is enough, right? What the hell's wrong with me? _______________________________




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mp; desktop search; last person you had more friction, so to speak, was Bojan. It started as a game to see who caused most, exceeding the limit of friendship between boys kissing his pale skin of the neck, oh yeah, sure Bojan felt what he was feeling now. Then he returned the play, and so it went on to kiss in the room of the farmhouse. He remembered it perfectly, what I remember so real ... I could almost feel his little lips against his, with a seductive taste of alcohol.

- Bojan ... - Whispered.
-
neck, lips and tongue of the girl, but not before asking something.

- please do not close your eyes. - Oh, okay ...
- reminds me of someone. - A ex? - Something like that ... I guess.

was exhausted and had headaches. He had not slept a wink since we came home and was not as bothered by street noise. "
martyr ... martyr to death. I spent all night thinking about it, dreaming of him ...
"




- I do not understand me ehtd ehtd season going flying.
- That's because you have begun to notifin their minds because of insurance, which will speak the next season ... Gerard


almost cracked his head open to get completely naked and wet from the shower. Taking a towel on the fly, ran on television. His eyes searched the screen carefully, a few inches away. Recognize someone was a difficult task when the images were changing so quickly and the boys jumped appearing all the time, celebrating the title they had won. The news led to other news and Gerard left his momentary trance. Without a doubt, was one o'clock ET & amp; desktop search; pidez thus leaving the bathroom, soaking the entire floor, all to see Bojan. He would have liked to see him again. The last image I have of him in his mind, was the day he left the farmhouse. "
I here thinking you in my solitude, a phone call away ... And yet I lost you, for my arrogance ...
, "she wailed as she dried off and dressed for dinner.


The referee signaled the end of the game and all players in to the locker room.

- Boshan! "How do you feelhaving first veh hugado the first team!? Leo said a very excited by his best friend.
- has been incredible. Above I scored! -The two boys hugged.
- take advantage of the evening vierneh fiehta eh my birthday to selebrarlo. - Do you remember when we were in the house and our dream was to play in the first team? "Bojan was very happy and smiling. - Yes ..- Leo also smiled, his eyes shone It seems like yesterday and it's been two years. Leo

wrung her hands so nervous until I saw the window come to the site accompanied & ntilde; ado a very handsome and attractive blonde. - Ah, finally llegahte! Leo exclaimed raising his hands to heaven when I walked through the door.

Bojan, laughing, looked around the mess of self-congratulations balloons and banners that had mounted the Argentine. His arm around the waist of the girl.

- EH asshole, that you Riehen! - The girl who accompanied Bojan Leo laughed softly and blushed a little "Welcome to my fiehta, uh ... Laura. Bojan

glared at him made him shudder.

- Laura? "The girl raised an eyebrow" Ierg Ramos, who divided the Sunny noh when ehtábamos in the Masia!
Then, as if the boy would have heard, turned, by moving your hair silky and well kept smiling and showing those large protruding teeth so characteristic of him.
- Ozú bushing, the fiehta good moo! "Waved in the air.

Leo, smiling, waved back. A Bojan, however, had been frozen smile on his face and his hand had been paralyzed in what was to be a greeting when he realized he was a man.
A while later cameiLab very close to her friend, with a Cubata in hand. "
I have it all: fame, money, health, friends, girls ... But I feel a void.
I'm missing something. "

- Design Busi that Vash.
- What? -Leo had brought him out of his thoughts. This he said with a nod to where he claimed.
- Bojan, help me, almost begged Sergio pointing out the bathroom door locked Pedro He has not come out.
- Sergio're an idiot. Let me. I hate you! Peter's voice coming from inside was muffled by the musiciansErard is becoming increasingly close ... * Eyebrows, eyebrows * And Peter
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