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AJ and I chatted about many things. He was completely adorable. I was laughing every second at him. His sense of humor is probably his best trait as far as his personality goes. Hopefully I'll get to know him better and discover more admirable traits he posesses.

"So.... your from the U.S right?" he asked as I kicked sand into the water. I nodded.

"I'm just here to get away from it all..." I smiled weakly.

"Get away from what?" he asked again while looking at me curiously. I sighed deeply... how was I going to explain to him my pain and troubles.. how can I put them into words? I slowly turned to meet his longing gaze.

"Everything" I whispered truthfully. He gave me a puzzled look.. a look I knew would come after I answered his question. I watched him struggle to understand.. the many troubled expressions he threw.

"Hahaha... don't try to understand it or comprehend what I just told you...." I laughed. "There are just somethings that can't be explained" I reasoned.

He smiled at me.... at least he understood me then. I blushed at his flirtatious smile and turned away from him. He chuckled at the redness of my cheeks.

"You're so cute when you do that.." he commented again. I laughed at his straight-fowardness and once again... pink flourished over my usual light tanned complexion.

I watched and waited for something to happen...... anything to happen. The silence was eerie and unbearable. I finally raised my arm to notice that my watch showed 12:15. I breathed the warm scent of the ocean one last time and I turned to head home. I felt a strong hand take hold of mine. I was startled and turned to see.

"Where are you going?" he asked while looking into my eyes. I've noticed that since we met.. his eyes were always searching mine. "Home" I smiled. He nodded.... and slowly he let his head drop along with his hand. I looked at him with curiousness... was it something I said? I slowly took his hand in mine, which caused a great surprise in his solemn figure. He allowed me to take it further into my palm.

"What's wrong?" I asked quietly as if I was asking a sad child. All he did was entangle his fingers with mine and once again stare into my eyes. I too got lost in his warm brown ones. The curly lashes that flapped over them whenever he blinked were beautiful. Slowly a tear trickled down from his eyes and left a trail along his cheek to his chin. And finally it fell. I felt a sudden drop of warm liquid on my hand and looked down. His tear laid still on my hand.... streaming all sorts of colors when it was hit by the reflection of the shining sun. Now I was really confused.... did I cause that tear to fall?

"Ok... tell me what's wrong... did I do or say something?" I asked quickly. He nodded.

"No... it's not you... I just have a past that haunts.." he answered quietly while looking away from my eyes as if he now wanted to avoid my gaze.

I stood there and waited.... his hand in mine.... to see if he'll ever look me in the eyes again. I waited.. and waited... he kept his gaze on the never ending ocean. Frustrated and worried, I slowly raised my hand to guide his handsome face to look in mine. As my hand touched his cheek.. I felt facial hair.. and warm skin. Skin that once again was wet with tears. He was crying again. I left my hand there.. and soon his joined mine. His larger hand practically covered mine. Still not letting my hand fall from his face, he turned to me with pained and questioning eyes. I raised both of my arms to wipe his tears away. He stood there.. and let me do whatever I pleased. After drying all the tears that were visible... I brought my hands down again.

I tried to smile at him... showing that whatever pain he felt and for whatever reason, I sympathised for him greatly. He still had no expression on his face... and that made my heart drop in a beat. Why did I care so much for this person? He was handsome.. funny... sweet... and caring. A guy every girl hopes for when they speak of their fantasy boyfriend. Was I in love? No.. no.. it couldn't be... he barely knows me, and I don't know much about him. But that feeling that washes over me when he smiles... the way my heart flutters when we touched.... the way my breathing gets heavier when he looks into my eyes.. and when I'm lost in his.... had to be something.

Once again I find ourselves in a staring contest. "I don't know what's bothering you.... or what you're feeling... but I hope you do get better and smile once more.." I trailed on as I slowly slipped my hands out of his grasp. He looked down at our hands that soon parted... and looked back up at me. I searched his eyes once more and turned to walk away. I slowly let my usual stride of walking take place.... and with every stride I took.. the more hurt I felt..... he didn't call for me to come back.

I sighed heavily as I approached the doors to the condo building. I thought I actually cleared my mind.... but the more I thought about why he was crying and why he felt so sad when I turned to walk away always bothered me and clouded my mind. I had to leave.... I needed to get back to my old life. I need to leave my frustrations with this man behind. I made up my mind... I had to leave Milan. Today.

I slowly slid my key into the lock and stepped inside, looking around the place for the last time. I rushed into my bedroom to pack. After all that was done, I turned down all the lights and headed out the door. As I locked it...

"Well.. hey now..." a familiar voice said. I turned around and smiled.

"Hey Nick.. how ya been?" I asked. He grinned.

"Alight I guess..." He looked down and saw my luggage. "Leaving already?" he asked while looking back up at me.

"Uh huh... I think I'm starting to miss my old life." I smiled. He nodded. "Well.. I should get going... but hey.. I'll tell ya what.. if you ever go back to the U.S, call me sometime or whenever you want would be cool" I suggested as I handed him my cell phone card. He nodded and took the little piece of paper and looked it over.

"Will do... we'll become pals...hahaha" he laughed. I laughed along with him.

"That would be tight.. alight.. I gotta go k?" I commented and he pulled me in for a hug. As we released.. he waved to me and out the door I went. I opened my car trunk and threw my luggage in. Starting up the engine, I pulled my cell and called my dad.

"Hello... Mr Mottzi's office.. how can I asisst you?" the lady asked. It was obvious that she was my dad's secretary.

"Hi.. can I speak to my father please?" I asked nicely.

"Of course Ms Mottzi.. please hold on a moment" she asked and I heard a click. Soon elevator music was all that was heard from the other line.

"Hi sweetheart!!" my dad exclaimed on the other line.

"Hey pappi... how you been?" I asked while smiling.

"Fine sweetheart..." he answered.

"Daddy I'm going home today, is there any way you could send a jet to take me back home?" I asked.

"Sure honey... there's already one at the airport hangover, but why are you coming home so soon, you've only been there for about 4 days.." my dad replied.

"Ohhh.. well.. I missed you and mom... I just wanted to get back and see all my friends again.." I lied. I hated lying to my parents, but sometimes it was necessary.

"Sure love, I'll notify the airport and you'll be home in no time" my dad replied.

"Ok daddy... love ya!" I exclaimed and clicked the flap to my cell.

When I pulled into the airport my dad's workers took my car and sent it to the Overseas Shipping Department. I boarded the private jet and sat back comfortably.

"Are you ok Ms Mottzi?" the bodyguard asked as he sat in the seat across from me.

"I'm fine Aundre... let's just get this baby in the air, I'm longing for home" I smiled. He smiled in return and soon we lifted off............

I woke up at the sound of my bodyguard bustling about... I guess he was trying to grab all my damn bags. I stretched my arms out and sat up to watch him continuously walk around frantically with an amused look on my face. When he finally noticed me watching him, he slowed his pace down a notch.

"We here already?" I asked while he sat back down.

"Yup... I think we're landing in New York in about 10 minutes..." he reminded me. I nodded and peered out my plane window... I wonder what he's doing right now......

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