Before I saw the man standing in front of my door, I already felt that he was there. I had his "condition" for as long as I can remember, the problem was not him or me or the door, but the quietness of the night.
The stars were right above me, and the milky way was stretched out across the sky. The eastern sky was getting brighter. It would be a morning of a new day soon. I hated it. I still had time to sleep. But no!
The knocking on the door did not give mercy to my lazy self. It was a deep and somewhat powerful "DENG" every time it hit the door. The door was made of solid wood, and the knocks echoed throughout my home. The noise broke my last hope of sleeping in a bit. I rolled out of my bed and groaned, rubbing my head, searching for my pair of slippers, I cried out in a raspy voice, "I'm coming! Hold on a minute!"
The wooden door was well-built and had no holes though it was only one layer thick; I had never seen it broken by either people or animals. The knocks struck again, much faster than before. The voice was heard through the door. "I don't have a minute, and I won't give you a second chance," he said.
I jumped up and opened the door without any closure. I had to know who he was. I had to see him. Smiling, the man in front of me looked just like I remembered. He was very handsome with a dashing smile that made me blush. He was wearing a pair of purple-colored pants and a grey shirt. I had never seen him in my dream. What did his presence say about the midnight visitor after me?
He looked very natural, as if he had no makeup at all. As for the color of his skin, I thought it looked like a brown-colored wood. Unlike the superhuman, I thought he was like a mountain or a mountain like him. Perhaps he was the personification of the night.
I could not stop looking at him and followed him with my eyes. At the same time, he was trying to hide his appearance behind his face. "You're so beautiful in the morning," I muttered.
He smiled and replied, "A beautiful man is what you think I am? Thanks." He hugged me close and placed his face on my shoulder. I had never felt so relaxed with a person in my life. But I knew he was not my boyfriend or a boyfriend. He was too young for that.
Despite that, I never regretted dating him. He was much happier for being in a relationship. He was easily compatible. I wished he was my boyfriend though.
I was clueless about his name. He told me that he used to be a student but decided to leave in the middle of his enrolled university, "I was going to college to discover myself and to learn something new, but what I got from all those years of education is some older guys who pretend to be my friend."
He had a very troubled life, but he enjoyed the time he spent with me. He spent his days goofing with me in school, and I found a wonderful hook-up. He had an unusual friendship with someone who lived in a camper van. I could not quite understand what that friendship was about. Whenever I asked him, he would just laugh at my worries.
On his 21st birthday, he made me breakfast and dinner as usual. He had a lot of energy and then I told him about my dream as I cooked. I used to tell him that I had something on my mind during dinner.
I had a dream that he showed up in my room and he wanted to tell me something important. We were wearing the same suits, and it was the middle of the night. I thought that he was going to ask me to go out with him, but then I stood up and told him that I dreamt what happened next. I didn't think that he would save me, but he did.
He tried to make me stay, but I told him that I had to go back to teach in school. I was even surprised that he came with me to class. He was so cool. In my dream, I was trembling from my fear, but he was strong. I didn't know why I was so scared, but I was. I asked him to stay at my house during winter break, but he said that he just could not. It was quite warm here, he said, and I was happy to hear that.
I ended up staying with him that whole month. I didn't see much of him, but when I did see him, he always gave me a little hug. I cherished every moment with him.
I was devastated when my dream left me, but I tried not to dwell on those thoughts. I knew that he would be coming back soon. He always knocked on my door. It was on that day that he said that he had some good news.
He told me that he was a wizard and he was born with magic powers. I believed him. He was just too cool to be fake. "I used to think that wizards were untrustworthy, and I am, too," he said, I nodded my head and said that I could be a better wizard, since the wizard could not even get his wand from his own pocket. He laughed and hugged me. It made me feel warm inside.
On his birthday, I made a deal with him. I ask him to be in that weird friendship he had. I want to be his friend, too. Now I realized why this guy was so happy. Most of us were wondering about who this man was going to be. I was jealous of whoever was going to be the man to marry him. I did not know what was about to happen to me.
We went to a building that had a huge dome that looked like a mosque. We stood in front of a building that is made of stone, which was made in a strange pattern. It looked like a lot of superheroes were melted together. This was all strange to me. As strange as it got, he said that he was celebrating his holiday. I asked, "What holiday is this?"
He said that it was the day he was born, and it was known as Midsummer. He asked me if I had a girlfriend, who was willing to date him, and I told him that I did not. Unfortunately, the girl did not go out with me because I was not rich enough.
I was happy that I did not have a girlfriend, but I was not happy about it. I would have helped him with his girlfriend. I would have been a better relationship than my magic.
His girlfriend was not beautiful as her mother. She was a blonde and a real goth. She was a biker who dressed as I did in my day, but she was a motorcycle. She was a musician. His girlfriend was really beautiful. She had a cute face and a beautiful body. She was not bad at all. She was nice to me, and I was happy about that. The only problem was that she only talked to her boyfriend.
My girlfriend was the only one who knew about me being a wizard and would give me a lot of respect. I was worried that my girlfriend would become angry with me for helping her boyfriend. I was afraid she would do something stupid. I wanted her to know how I felt about her.
Later that night, I knocked on his door and asked him to take his girlfriend out with me. I told him the truth, and he told me that he would not. I told him that I was going to tell my girlfriend that he sent me home. I promised him that we would kiss by the light of the moon.
I said that we were going to meet at midnight by the front of his building with a pair of candles, and we would have sex by the light of the moon. I told him that we should have sex at least once. It was a beautiful night, and I knew that the stars would be there.
He was so nervous. He was sweating as I watched him become a bit impatient. He was nervous because he had never been seen with a girlfriend. The night was lost to a certain extent. Everything changed when he got startled by the door. He froze up when he saw the face of this girl.
She had a white dress on her that perfectly complimented her body. She had long blonde hair but cut short. She had bright yellow eyes and a pink nose. She gave him a kiss on the cheek, and he almost turned to dust from the touch. His lips moved, but no words came out. He was so nervous that he couldn't even talk. He could only sweat.
He asked her, "Where did you come from?"
His girlfriend smiled, and she was happy. She was the only one who could make him happy after he moved to Virginia. He was the one who taught her to be confident. She was not me, but she was as beautiful as me.
She said that she had been to Virginia. I told her that I was there. She asked him where he was from, and he said Hawaii. I was very happy to hear that because I was from Hawaii as well. He then told his girlfriend that he might go to Hawaii someday.
He hugged her and went back inside. I was not out of his sight for even a second. It was all too strange. I walked back home thinking about that moment. He would come back soon. I just knew it. He always came back.
The next day, I had a dream of a strange man. He was far away from me, and I tried to call him. He did not answer my call, but I knew that he was there until I woke up. This was the first dream that was not about me.
I had a dream that told me that I was a great wizard. I saw the stars and knew that I was a great wizard at that time. I could do great things. I could have gotten a girlfriend, too. I could have had a better life. My dream made me realize that while I was happy to have him close, I was hurting someone else.
I woke up, and the only thing I thought about was the moment I was going to kiss him for the first time. It was a distant dream, but it still made me happy because I was happy that I could experience it.
The day was turning out to be a good day. It was a day that I was able to be happy. The only thing I regret was that my day was going to end in only one day. I wished that it lasted longer.
I was going back to school for a boring day that was going to be longer than I wanted it to be. I went to my dorm, and I was only thinking about him. I was thinking about the day that was going to end, and I was thinking that I wished it lasted longer. I was thinking that if I could make those moments in my life last longer.
I was so happy because it was my birthday. It was a day where I was able to see him again. Now I wished that I could take him out on a date.
I then went to the shower and was looking at myself in the mirror as I was soap when he came. I thought that he got to leave, so I did not have time for him. He came to me and held my hand.
He said, "Happy birthday."
He was everything that I ever would have wanted. The water made my body feel cold, and I could feel the water go down my body. He kissed me. I kissed him.
I was in the water when I heard my cell phone go off. I thought that I should get it before I get any wet. I heard someone walking behind me. I turned around to see that it was him. I panicked. He was in my dorm room.
I jumped out of the shower. I knew that I needed to answer my phone. Strangely, I felt like I was really thirsty, too. Like I wanted to drink water. He did not leave my side. He asked me if I drank some water. I told him that I could not stay long with him. Then, I left.
I could not do anything to stop him. I was back in my dorm room, and I would only be here while I'm asleep. I knew that my dreams were going to change. I was ready to leave my dreams and find happiness for me.
While I was talking to my new girlfriend, I found out that she would be moving away and would be leaving me alone. I felt like I was going crazy. All of the sudden, she was gone from my life, and then I was happy that I did not have to have her around.
Every night, I dreamed of him. I dreamt of the way that we were holding hands, and the way that he was kissing me. My body was starting to get cold, and I asked him if he was going to see me again, whether it was called that.
He said that he would see me again. He told me that he would take care of me, and he kissed me again. I did not have a place to go, so he said that he would take me home.