| My best friend Peter is a usual student of the University. We have been friends since childhood, we have grown up together and there are no secrets between us, except one. I have feelings to him. And he doesn’t know about it. For being independent from his parents he works as a barman. He likes rock music and he drives a
bike. It is the
bike of his father, so it doesn’t look presentably. Recently he got acquainted with a girl. Her name is Barbie. Such a girl like she likes tough guys on cars. But on such antique
bike he had no chance to win her heart and he decided to buy an
auto. Unfortunately he hadn’t enough money even for buying a used car. And he shot Niagara. In one of the districts in our city are arranged ultimate fighting and a winner, as a rule, get money. I was terrified when I have heard about it. I tried to persuade him from going there, threatened, but he didn’t listen to me. He kept his ground and no matter what it takes he wanted to earn money for a new car. I repeated to him that his doll doesn’t worth such sacrifices and that there a lot of girls who like him without
auto. But he didn’t understand that I was driving at me. And in spite of everything, he went there. He suggested me to go with him, but I didn’t want how some guy would bit him. So, I stayed at home. In two hours I got a call. It was from hospital. I dressed and rapidly went there. He looked horrible. He was bleeding and he hardly could breath. Two weeks he spent there coming around. And all this time every time I visited him and took care of him. I don’t know may be I should say thanks to Barbie, but for these weeks we moved closer to each other. Probably he learned my secret. When he returned home from hospital he understood that Barbie was not to his taste at all. And now Peter drives his
bike not as his friend, but as a girlfriend. |
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