Rumoured

Agustin Stud

'why did I do that?' Agustin thought as he drove his bike over speeding through the empty roads. He had never seen something as beautiful as her. The soft chocolate brown hair and the silver eyes that held so much pain but still manage to smile nevertheless. 

Agustin never thought he would ever feel this way about someone. He had his own problems to deal with but for some reason he wanted to comfort her. Tell her it is going to be all right, whatever is bothering you. 

She was just so bloody beautiful. When she bumped into him, he could not help but think what it would be like to make her his. s**t! this is not supposed to happen. She is too innocent, naïve. She cannot be in his life. 

But hell he wanted her to be. HE wanted HER to be beside him. So that he could hold her, touch her, kiss her and tell her it was going to be fine. Like he has been telling himself since the day all this s**t started happening in his life. 

He reached home and parked his bike in the basement. Dangling the keys around his fingers he opened the door and entered. But hell he wished he hadn't . 

There sat his all so caring mother. She had a magazine in her hand and a glass of wine sat right across her on the table. Well haven't seen her in a while. 

"Oh hello son!" she shrieked as she saw him. "How are you? wouldn't you wish your mother?" She said with a smile on her face.

"I'm not a child anymore, mother"Agustin said with a stoic expression and spitting out the last word. "Why are you here? Haven't seen you in a while, anyways I'm not in a mood so get out and go do your thing." 

"Now, that is no way to speak to your mother Agustin" She said, standing up and walking towards him. "I thought you had missed me" She spoke in a mocking tone. 

"Missed? I didn't even know you existed anymore. When exactly was the last time you came home? No call No text. You didn't even ask how I was and now all of a sudden you come back calling me your son when you have no right to." At this point Agustin was struggling to keep his temper in check. He didn't want to do anything that he would regret later but she was making it hard for him. His mother. 

Something flashed in his mother's hazel blue eyes before she said "Fine. I will leave but you will regret loosing the only person who cares about you son." 

"Yes ofcource." Agustin said in mock exasperation. "you cared so much that you didn't bother to return home for a year. And when you do return home, You walkout again and not even telling me where you will be for the rest of the year." 

His mother didnt look back. She walked out without sparing a glance at her son again. That was when all the memories that Agustin had locked away came rushing back to him.

'will I see him again today?' I thought sipping the coffee i made for myself. My parents are not home. Again. Sometimes I think that they don't remember me. 

Shaking the sad thoughts out of my head I got up and headed out, walking towards the bus stand. My happy thoughts soon flew away when I saw the bike instead of my bus. What is he doing here again? I walked up to him when he said "Are you just going to stare at me or get on?" 

That was the moment I realised I was staring. At his beautiful godly bod- no wait what am i thinking? Stop Amara. "Uh...I can catch the bus its all right." I said politely rejecting his offer. 

He pulled me close once again and made me wear the helmet as he roared the bike and not knowing what to do once again, I got on and held tight. Omg Amara stop being so terrified. Its just a bike and this beautiful boy is giving you a ride! 

I heard him chuckle and soon he drove off to our school.