There´s always that one person that will have your heart forever. 

It´s the story of Marie, the main character of my book which is taking on form. I hereby share one of my favourite and most emotional chapters with you hoping you will enjoy the read. 

Chapter 8: That one person 

Marie left her skateboard on the corridor´s floor and entered the kitchen. She opened the fridge, took out a bottle of juice and closed it again. There they were, all these amazing memories sticked on the fridge´s door. It was a colorful collage of photographs that well documented the past 35 years of her life. 

It almost always happend the same to her when she accidentally stopped in front that puzzle: she started to peer at one single picture. It was showing herself together with a group of people in the middle of a garden party. There he was, that one person, and on that picture she gave him the probably most beautiful smile a girl would ever be able to address to a boy.

She was five years old when she consciously noticed him for the very first time. 

It was one of these perfect summer days and the world seemed to offer its very best side. She had just arrived at home and thrown her school bag under the wardrobe. The front door was still open, she turned around in order to close it but suddenly stopped. 

There he was. It was as if he just magically appeared. She didn´t hear him coming up the driveway towards the house. Maybe she was too busy thinking about her third day at school. Everything was still new to her and absolutely exciting. She loved going to school from the very first moment. 

'Hi, I just wanted to leave the newspaper in your letterbox. But since you are here, I may hand it out personally.' She was unable to reply to him and just saw that her arm reached out for the newspaper he was holding in his hand. After an apparently infinite moment he smiled at her and said 'Well then thanks and have a nice day.' 

She felt that the world around her had stopped, being unable to do anything, unable to think and almost unable to breath. Nobody knew how much time she kept standing there after he left. 

It was the day Lukas stepped into her life. 

From that moment she saw him coming up the driveway every single day. For some reason he didn´t just throw the newspaper into the garden like he did at all the other neighbour´s houses. He always got off his bicycle and brought it to the letterbox of Marie´s house which was located next to the front door under a small window. 

Marie started having a new hobby. 

In the foyer of their house there was a stairway which led to the first floor. Approximately at the level of the 5th step there was that little window providing the stairs with some daylight. That corner was Marie´s new secret place. It gave her a perfect view on the whole driveway and the letterbox. Plus: noon became her favourite time of day. 

They were living in a small village with about 2,000 residents close to the forest. It was a calm and natural place where time passed by slowly and nobody cared that the newspaper was given at noon (when the paperboy himself had finished school) and not in the morning like at other places. 

When Marie came home from school, she told her mom that she needed some time alone in her room just to think a little bit about the experiences of her morning. But this wasn´t what she was actually doing at noon. She quietly closed the door of her room from the outside, walked on her tiptoes towards the entrance hall and sat down on the 5th step of the stairway, hiding herself behind the frame of that little window. 

It didn´t take him more than 30 seconds to come up the driveway and leave the newspaper in that letter box. But to Marie these were the 30 seconds which made her day. Every day.  

The years passed by and there was not only one day she didn´t wait for her paperboy. 

Marie smiled at herself. She was not sure if it was a good idea to pin that photograph on the fridge or not. It always took her on an emotional ride back to her memories which felt good and bad at the same time. She still starred at that one photograph. It was exactly that garden party from the picture where they - Lukas and Marie - came together for the first time after decades and where she finally confessed him her "window secret". 

He couldn´t believe she had been sitting there at that small window so close to him without saying anything. It amazed him that she came there every single day for almost a decade just to look at him for half a minute. 

Their story was like the ones in the movies. 

They were two people meant for each other, being roped up since their childhood, sharing the same great all-time memories of growing up together... but for some rationally unexplainable reasons they never met at the right point of time in their lives. 

At least one of them had always been in a relationship with another person. But even when they had other partners there were these moments when they looked at each other from the corner of their eyes and something magical happened between them. 

It was like that one moment when Marie saw Lukas for the very first time and her life was devided into two parts: the time before she met him and the time afterwards. 

'We have created pictures that won´t ever grow older, Marie' he said to her at that garden party. He had that special talent to always find the right words for everything. But then Marie saw his girlfriend angrily looking at the two of them. She probably knew. 

And that was how the years passed by. They lost each other and found themselves again. They weren´t either really seperated nor united. 

Two months had passed since they were in contact for the last time. It was a strange phone call. On one hand it felt as if they had met the day before. Everything was so incredibly familiar. On the other hand things got worse somehow. 

He proposed to come over and visit her and she got really excited about the idea. She didn´t sleep the following two nights after the call, thinking about how it would be to see him again. The last meeting was five years ago at that garden party. 

Another five years being separated but somehow not. 

But then some days later he send her a text message and told her that he was unable to leave his place. Marie´s dream collapsed again like a house of cards. It had always been like that, like if they were meant for each other but regardless didn´t manage to do that one last step. 

To her Lukas was that one person - and he would probably always be. 

She woke up from her daydream. 'I need a break' she said to herself feeling kind of confused what usually happend when she starred too long at that specific picture. She opened the fridge´s door, put back the juice and closed the door again, not looking once more at her favourite picture. 

She took her skateboard and left the house. There was no chance to hear her phone ringing anymore, since she was already on her way down the driveway towards the road. She was so absorbed by her thoughts that she forgot to take the phone and left it at the kitchen counter. 

It was a call from Lukas. 

* * *  End of chapter * * * 

That part of my book is based on a scene from one of my favourite movies. It is called "The Girl Who Got Away". To me it is one of the most beautiful all-time movie moments :)

And you, do you also have "that one person" out there? 

Thanks for your time, I hope you enjoyed the read.
Marly -

Picture sources:
Title (My Girl): http://cdn.mamamia.com.au/
Paperboy: http://www.fearandloafing.com/
Little girl sitting on steps: http://3.bp.blogspot.com/
Couple sitting at beach: https://68.media.tumblr.com/
Animated GIF: http://25.media.tumblr.com/
Girl standing besides fridge: http://media.gettyimages.com/