Destiny rules all...

I ran to the balcony with a smile filling up my face. I never believed I would be here, in Spain, 35 degrees and the sun shining heavily on my face. It was like heaven. I leaned over the cold, bright balcony as I took in the amazing views. The sea seemed to stretch out forever and the smell of salt lingered happily around me. Underneath me there was a little stage and lots of chairs scattered under umbrellas. Kids screamed out loud as they splashed around in the swimming pool and I smiled happily knowing this is where I wanted to be-right here, right now. I ran back in to quickly unpack my bags before dark still smiling happily to myself.1

After a few hours I was un-packed, dressed up and all ready to go.2

Unfortunately though my brother was as slow as a snail so I was yet again trapped on my balcony, waiting for my family to get ready. Music started softly at first but gradually got louder and louder as a big woman came on stage with an olive completion and deep brown eyes. 'Kids disco starts now so come to the stage kiddies and get dancing!' She shouted out in English, then Spanish. I sighed, there was hardly any teenagers in my hotel and I wasn't sure weather this holiday really would be as good as I was hoping. At least the kids were happy though as they sprinted to the stage with grins spread across their faces and their eyes sparkling in delight. But as I saw a shadow come out of the hut in front of the stage starting show the kids the moves I felt my own faces like theirs, with a big grin and a sparkle in my eyes...3

His bright blue eyes gleamed through the darkening sky and his bright blond hair bobbed up and down sexily as he slid to the cha cha slide. I never thought that a guy could look so good while doing such a tacky song, but he was different. I could already tell he was special. He looked up for a minute and I felt his eyes lock with mine for a second and I already felt my heart go out to him. 4

Every night I watched him again and again. And in the daytime when I was around the pool and he was judging volley ball I felt my pulse race as I saw his luscious lips move as he shouted out his instructions. But yet I didn't have the confidence to go and talk to him like that, watching him was special enough for now though. It was like we could have a conversation without actually talking out loud, it was a special feeling like nothing else mattered and only me and him existed on this world.5

My family were around me like flies. Always watching me. Always judging me. I didn't know what I could do about this guy, he was so special to me yet I could not talk to him and couldn't get rid of my family for long enough to try. My heart felt like it was breaking as I knew that nothing could ever come out of this, except a deep memory of something I missed as a teenager-maybe my one chance for real love. 6

Finally after a week and a bit I saw my chance. I was in a little bar across the road. My brother and Dad were watching football and my Mam was upstairs sleeping heavily. I saw him again, his bright blue eyes sparkled as they looked at me and winked secretly. He held a beer in one hand and a cigarette in the other as he grinned cheekily at me. I flicked my hair back at him and grinned back, content that this could finally be it. I just sat there for ages staring at him, and he stared at me, I felt almost hypnotised by his eyes like in an old romance film. I always thought it could never happen, but I had finally felt love at first sight. 7

Soon my brother and Dad decided to go back to the hotel as the football was over. So with a heavy heart I followed them. I went to bed fully clothed as I felt depressed and like crying. When suddenly a brilliant idea came in to my head. I could hear my brother snoring heavily so I snuck across the room, grabbed the key from the side and gently opened the door. It was windy out but that didn't stop my determination as I strode along the top floor in to the lift and went down to the reception. I finally felt powerful-like I could do something that would change the rest of my life. 8

When I got to the bar I saw him instantly, it was only across the road to our hotel so I make sure I was in the shadows so I wouldn't be caught as I crept inside and went up to him slowly, the guy of my dreams, the guy I would never forget. If it was the drink or pure insanity that caused me to do it, but I just walked up to him, sat in the chair next to his and started chatting. 9

His name was Danny, and he was simply prefect. He assured me that he never normally chatted up visitors to the resort and something in his eyes told me he was telling the truth. He walked me silently to my room and gave me a quick kiss goodbye as we arranged to meet up the next night and I crept back in to the room. 10

The next few days were the best in my life. I felt like I was in heaven as I watched Danny silently in the day and spent my nights walking on the beach or drinking in the bar with him. I was falling fast for him but my heart felt heavy as we only had one night left together. He wasn't working the next day afterwards so that would be the last time I saw him though we were going to exchange details so we could talk until the next time we could meet again.11

But that night would never come. My Mam had got extremely drunk and was in and out of the room all night while going to the bathroom to be violently sick. She was ill all the next day as well. I never got to say goodbye to him or exchange one last tender kiss. I miss him already as I accept that I won't even be able to chat to him on line. I wouldn't know if he was sad, hurt or even dead. My heart bleeds as I think back on him, but just writing my story on here makes me feel like he's still with me and it makes it all more real. One day maybe I will meet him again or find a way to contact him, but till then my heart will feel as heavy as ever and my eyes will well up with tears whenever I think of him. 12

But for now I'll shut him in a special room in my memories so that I will not morn over something that was clearly destiny and so that my heart may eventually heal and not feel anymore like it is being slowly 13

being ripped into pieces. Destiny is cruel, but true. 14