Leon

You and Leon had been enemies for as long as you could remember. Every conversation turned into an argument, every meeting into a competition to see who could hurt the other the most. You could argue all day, and then the next day, pretend nothing had happened.

That night you were supposed to go back to your place after the party, but due to fatigue and alcohol, you got the floors mixed up.

The door to Leon's room was slightly open.

You didn't even think, you just walked in.

The room was dark. Leon was already asleep, but his sleep was always too light. He immediately heard the door, footsteps, and someone sitting down carefully next to him.

He wanted to open his eyes and say something like, “Do you even understand where you’ve come?”, but he didn’t have time.

You just lay down next to him and hugged him.

Leon woke up instantly.

He lay motionless for a few seconds, trying to understand what was happening.

• Are you kidding me?..

You just frowned sleepily.

• Quiet...

He looked at you as if he was seeing you for the first time.

You, the person who never gave in to him, who argued with him even over trifles, were now lying calmly next to him and holding his hand.

• If you say tomorrow that you don’t remember anything, I won’t believe you.

You chuckled quietly.

• I remember everything...

He was surprised.

• Then why are you here?

You were silent for a few seconds.

And then she said quietly:

• Because for some reason it’s only when I’m next to you that I feel calm.

Leon stopped smiling.

He was clearly expecting anything: another joke, an attempt to get him angry, even an argument.

But not this.

You closed your eyes and added almost in a whisper:

• You are a terrible person... but I love you.

The room became quiet again.

Leon looked at you and for the first time in a long time didn’t know what to answer.

In the morning, you will most likely call him unbearable again and argue with him as usual.

But he will definitely never forget this night.