Haunted

The millions of little lights in the dark-blue night sky gives a almost invisible light into the dark room. She sighs, and looks up at the big sky. The thought of wonder hits her, and she questions herself if all the little lights up there also have something they need. Someone they really want to hold close.

The pictures of him inside her head only makes her heart scream in pain, even the ones of his unique smile. If she only could forget the smile, the thoughts, the pictures, so her heart could rest. Only for a second.
But no, she had tried so many times before. It isn't possible. She looks up at the sky again. Even the millions of stars up there, all their beauty combined, couldn't compare to him.
Suddenly, she finds herself laughing, and she knows perfectly well why. As a kid, she had promied herself that the beauty of the sky, could never compare to anyone or anything. Now, she had found a beauty of such quality, that not a single thing could compare to it.

But, it dosen't take many seconds, before her laughter disappears, and everything turns quiet again.

Minutes pass by, and the only sound she can hear is the calm sound of her troll heart beating. She close her eyes, and desperatley tries to hold her tears back. Even if no one is around, she refuses to start crying. Because she didn't want to cry over a boy again. Never.

As her ears catch the sudden sound of the door opening, her heart skips a beat, and her eyes jumps wide open. Her feets turn around. At the door har eyes can't see anything but a big shadow, because of the light from the hallway. But the shadow enters the room, and shuts the door. Some seconds later her sight turn comfortable with the darkness, and she can see the outline of a big...male...troll.

The troll starts walking calmly against her. All the thoughts shooting threw her head is impossible to keep calm. Then, the outline turns into a detailed face. It was him. The one and only. Her eyes had to do a trick on her, but no, it was him. What was he doing here? Now?   

He was less than a meter from her. His calm eyes hits hers, and they hold on to them. Over and over, she tries to command her eyes to look away, but it is a fight she lost before it even began. Then, his long, strong, blue arms stretches out and pulls her close to his body, who is warm as a the summer sun, and his hands feels like the soft grass of mulgore, gently embracing her. As he hugs her tight, some of his long, red hair falls down and touches her body. His divine scent fills her nose, and she gets a hypnotic feeling of happiness.

Slowly, his long arms move themselves from her body to her cheeks, and he holds her head still, as he lays his forhead on hers, and gives her one of his characteristic smiles. Then, slowly, his head leans forward, and slowly his lips touch hers. It takes some seconds before her brain actually gets what just happend. Happiness flows through her whole body in a huge shocking waves.

However, the waves is silenced quickly, when she realizes it, and tears slowly devour the picture of his face.

Her eyes open. The ceiling gives her a unwanted welcome, and her eyes glide from there to the clock. It's 3 in the morning. She shuts her eyes, while the stream of tears soaks her chins. And once again, she tries to escape the pictures and thougts of his face.