FRIDAY

                                    

                                          
It's Friday, I'm in love. (The Cure)
                          
Veronica woke up and cooked her breakfast. She though about Sebastian. She had mistaken him for a stranger sitting on a bench. 
Wait. 
Sebastian was a stranger himself.
'Yes. But he's got something. That je ne sais quoi...or as we say in Italy that non so che. He was charming, sweet, caring and handsome. And I've been daydreaming about him all night.'
She drank her coffee.
I need to find him.
God, I want him. 
No matter what,
No matter when,
I will find this Sebastian.
Yes,he doesn't know me,
But he will.
She got dressed up and went to work.
Time passed by quicky, but she coulndn't focus on her work and her boss at some point said:
"Are you in love?"
"Hm, why you asking?" 
"Because you seem to be thinking of something, or somebody, else rather than the new Chris Evans movie." "I'm so sorry. I love Chris by the way." "Veronica, what's happening?"
"Nothing. I swear down."
"I don't believe you" he smacked her, with a smirk.
"Well, that's ok. "
"That's ok? It's not! You're in love with someone ! I can read you!"
Now.
The writer has to tell you something.
Veronica's boss was deeply in love with her.
Everyone knew that, but, as it happens in 99% of the cases, the object of desire itself was totally unaware of that.
"Seriously, Nicholas, I'm not. I'm only stressed."
"Need somebody to cheer you up then?"
"Not really." She was getting tired of him. 
God.
'He's in love with me.' She finally realized.  
"No need to be this rude. I'm still your boss." He said, with a bit of anger in his voice.
"I'm so sorry. Didn't mean any of this. I apologize."
"Don't worry."
"Thank you, Nick. You're always here."
"You finally realized that. I've been here for three years. Anytime you needed. A shoulder to cry on. A friend to laugh with. A boss to ask favors to. But never, never, never, nothing more! Am I invisible? Am I repulsive? What's wrong with me, Veronica, tell me, what's wrong?" He started yelling, and crying.
"Nicholas..." She looked at him. Her face was surprised, she was in shock. 'How could I be so blind?'
"Veronica, I love you. I've been loving you since the first time I saw you. You're everything a man would want. But you're blind enough to unsee that. And you've been blind enough to ignore me, my love, my pain for three years now. It's amazing. You're amazing. But it hurts. You hurt. But I am Clive Owen and you Natalie Portman and I love you, I love everything about you that hurts."
Shit he knew how much you love that movie.
"I...I am out of words. I am sorry, I feel guilty. I am blind, it's true, Nick. You're the best person I have ever met and I will never forgive myself for hurting you. But I don't love you." She said while tears started streaming down her face.
"I knew that. How could you? But it won't stop my love for you. Your face, your laughter, your voice, your smartness, your body and your soul. They're too perfect for this earth and for me. I will never get over you."
Veronica felt so strange she wanted to vomit. She was feeling guilty, dirty and sad. Nicholas words were too tender, too sweet that she broke down and cried. 
"I am so sorry and I thank you so much." She hugged him. 
"I love you and I forgive you." 
"No, no. I am to blame. You're so pure. I don't deserve this Nicholas. I can't stay here anymore."
"No, please. Stay here. I would die without my sun. "
"I can't believe it. All this years I've lived alone, thinking no one cared about me. And now...it seems I've been loved for so long by a wonderful guy like you. I am so confused. I need time Nick. Maybe it will clear things up."
"That's ok. Take all the time you need. Rest. Think. Smile. And then come back. Come back please. Anything will be like before."
"It won't. But it's ok."
"Goodybe Veronica."
"Goodbye, Nick"
She went home and cried.