Heartless

Pridávam ešte aj jednodielovku, ale pripadám si divne, že tretiu vec za tento deň. A pripadám si divne aj preto, že som ju písala v angličtine, pretože som vtedy mala takú zvláštnu dvojjazyčnú náladu. Ak to mám gramaticky zle, tak sa hlboko ospravedlňujem, pretože myslím, že mám aj keď som si to čítala toľko krát za sebou. A k povahe daného človeka, čo je hlavnou postavou sa to asi ani veľmi nehodí, ani to nechcem meniť.

(k príbehu asi viac ironické posolstvo)

„Stop. You are going home now,” I said like her dad and take away her drink.

“You´re sweet, but, no,” she said, while her lips was too close to mine. She was beautiful, but I was taken and she was drunk.

“Come on, I don´t want to be like that, but I can make you.”

“How?” she asked and looked at me wildly.

“I can give you an offer,” I smiled. This was really crazy and I knew that.

“I am listening.”

I didn´t wait and I kissed her on her perfect lips. I wasn´t able to stop.

“Ok, I agree, now you can stop,” she pushed me back and stood up. There was one taxi outside and I just told the address of my flat. She was so sexy. I wanted to have her that night.

“Are we in your place? I´ve never been here before,” she said calmly.

“Yes. I´m sure that´s, because you are dating someone else.”

“No, we are not dating. I don´t date,” she lain on my bed.

“And does he know?” I asked and lain on her.

“I don´t know, not my business,” she kissed me softly, but like her and I kissed her back.

“You are drunk,” I laughed.

“No, I´m not, I know what I´m doing.”

“You don´t.”

“Try me!” I kissed her on the neck.

“Is that enough?”

“Nope!” she said like a challenge for me and I threw mine and her clothes on the ground.

She was so beautiful when she was sleeping next to me and I was pretty damn to hope that she could be mine. I´d rather change my mind, but now it´s more difficult. I have girlfriend, I slept with the most attractive girl, who has boyfriend.

“Are you okay?” I asked her when she woke up, because I wasn´t. She looked a little bit disoriented, but one way or another sweet. She was even sweeter like she looked than she was. She wore my t-shirt, which was too big for her.

“Don´t ask. Don´t try to make me stay.”

“I didn´t say anything. I´m fine,” I lied to her. I´m not fine, I´m jealous of my best friend, who is her boyfriend.

“Goodbye,” she said and smiled at me a little. She knew to be sweet when she wanted to.

“Don´t say to me that. You know we are going to see each other next time.”
“No, we aren´t. You are taken, sexy and cute and I´m that bitch. I was drunk yesterday, you knew that. I don´t want to hurt you and your little girlfriend. No, actually I don´t want to hurt just you, because I don´t really care about her.”

“You aren´t bitch, you just act like a bitch,” she smiled, “Sometimes, but you´re sexy bitch.”

“You said three times in one sentence the word bitch. Sweet, but your bitch have to go to explain her boyfriend why she wasn´t with him yesterday. I love him my own way,” I wanted to kiss her again. I wanted to be only with her, but I didn´t love her and she didn´t love me or maybe we loved each other our own way.

“So, bye, Liam,” she left me like I was standing in the hall and I didn´t know if I am going to see her again.