The Emerge of A Protectiveness towards Him

The Days have passed quickly between university and my aunt's house , But Also with the repetitive interactions between Me and That Blondy stranger that stole my mind and invaded my thoughts .

I couldn't help but want to see him more , the more I went to that supermarket where he works , I felt my self so nervously flushed and my heart about to explode , but the moment our eyes lock ...it felt like I was worlds away from that place , just Me and him , peacefully gazing at each other , giving up to that magnetic pull towards one another , but then I wake up from my frozen state and I find my feet moving away after whoever family member I asked to join to purposely with the excuse of doing some grocery shopping, of course to just see him .

He became the reason I looked forward to tomorrow ... to a new day .

He was the sun that shined on my days and on my heart .

He threw his sparkles and golden glitter on the gloomy world and days I was living at and made sense to my existence again.

He reminded me of the person I was and missed , and I never felt lonely again after that .

One Friday , I went with my Father to buy some cleaning products for mom , and it was right at the area where he works at .

I thought he wasn't there so I felt less nervous even though I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed not to see him .

And as if he heard my thoughts, He emerges from a tight corner and appear Infront of me .

we were literally standing one step away from each other .

And while he was organizing the products and I was searching with Father for good spongs for cleaning the dishes , Dad suddenly wanted to know the price for one of them and as much nervous as I was and how heavily I was breathing and my hands shaking from his near presence , I knew I had to pull myself together , so I turned to face him and with the courage I gathered i asked him about the price .

He stood there thinking a bit and then answered me trying to push a smile so tiredly, but something about him looked off , he looked a bit sick than usual , like not just tired but actually like he had a flue and his flushed face looked like he had a fever , I felt so worried and couldn't help but feel protective of him ....I wanted to get him some verveine and send it to him so badly and make sure he would rest a bit , but there was no way I could do that without looking like a weirdo , because in this place and society, for strangers to do anything for other starngers wasn't a common thing . especially a Girl to a Guy .

why did he even come to work when he is sick !!ugh , why am I so mad ! how I hate this ..

I went home sad and worried and that's when that protective feeling inside of me towards him started to grow even more.

the more interactions I had with him the more I started to go back to my family house from university often, and I just abonded the capital and my aunt's house , only when necessary to go to university of course .

As my siblings had friends in that town and had company the feeling of being lonely never kicked in again as I had him to look out for.

He became my home in that dry desert as I call it , He gave me a feeling of comfort and belonging and simply a home ...a feeling I thought I'll miss forever, and before I noticed I was already fully moved there and wanted to settle there and trying to explore the place more .