Am I dreaming? A fateful trip to London

A fateful lift

We walked through the lobby together and straight into the lift. His cheeks still were a little bit rosy. He looked so adorable. He gave me a questioning look and I realized that I had been starring at him. Shit. My face turned into a tomato again. I quickly turned my face away from him to my right. Yeah just that we were in an elevator. So there was a mirror to my right, and to my left and behind us. I met his eyes in the mirror. This time he looked away quickly and the red on his cheeks intensified. Wait? Was he just-

I had no time to finish this thought. The elevator suddenly stopped causing me to spill some of the still-hot coffee over my hands, causing me to swear. Then the light went out.

We were standing in the pitch black in silence for a bit. I guess we were both too shocked to speak. Then my eyes slowly got used to the darkness, just enough to make out the overall shape of things.

"Shit. Please don't tell me this is what I think it is..." Bob sounded stressed.

"If you are thinking that this is a tea party... then I have to disappoint you," I said jokingly. His answer was a quiet scoff.

Then he started pacing.

"This cannot be happening..." he was ruffling through his hair. "Oh, shit..." I could hear him breathing louder.

Okay, that was definitely not a normal response. Sure, I wasn't thrilled either to be trapped in an elevator with Bob (okay that might have been a lie). But Bob sounded as if he was panicking.

"It's okay." I tried to calm him. "It's going to be all right. We just have to wait for a little while."

"It is not going to be all right, okay??" his voice was getting loud. "I cannot be in small rooms." Now his voice started to sound shrill. He stepped to the doors and started pulling. I didn't know what to do. I felt completely helpless watching him like this.

Then he started rattling the door.

"Fuck I need to get out." He started banging against the door. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck...." His bangs got louder and more desperate. I realized that he was losing it.

"Shit... shit...shit..." Now he started really hitting the door.

"Bob it's going to be all right..." I put my hand on his shoulder.

He jerked away from my touch. "You don't know that! You don't know that." His hands were shaking just as much as his voice. "you can't just-"

I didn't know what else to do, so I hugged him. Or more precisely I pressed my body up against his and squeezed my arms around him as tight as I could. He was stiff and I could feel him trembling in my arms. At first, he was protesting and trying to wiggle out of the hug. I could feel his heart beating way too fast (because my cheek was pressed against his chest).

I shushed him and painted circles at his back with my thumps until he finally seemed to calm down. His breathing steadied, so did his heartbeat. Although it was still pretty fast. I could feel my heart beating in sync with his. It was scarily the most amazing feeling I had ever felt. I didn't know that your heartbeat could sync with another person. It honestly freaked me out a bit. I tried to pull away, but Bob only pulled me closer.

"Don't... please... don't ...let go" he whispered into my ear. So I didn't.

Now without the immediate panic, I could suddenly feel all my other feelings way too clearly. Bob's body was touching me all over which resulted in the butterflies in my belly going absolutely mental.

I finally pulled away a little. Not much. But just so I could see his face. I looked up into his eyes. The storm from bevor was nearly gone, but there was something different in them now, that I couldn't quite grasp. His normally bright emerald eyes seemed darker than usual (and not just because of the shit lighting). That's when I noticed that his face was only inches away from mine. He slowly started leaning down. My heart skipped a beat-

When suddenly the lights went back on and the lift started moving roughly. I trembled out of Bob's arms. None of us said I word.

Our beverages lay forgotten and spilled on the floor and we both seemed a little embarrassed. Bob was pushing a curl out of his face, which allowed me a peek at his flustered cheek. I looked away quickly. My heart was racing in my chest.

"Thanks..." his raspy voice broke the silence.

I just nodded and gave him a soft smile, because I was afraid that my voice might betray me. When the lift stopped again (this time softly and at the 7ht floor) Bob followed me through the hallway all the way to my door.

I stopped in front of it and slowly turned around. I couldn't really place the look he was giving me.

I started to say something but got interrupted by Kiki storming out of our hotel room nearly knocking me over. Why does this keep happening to me?

His look went from panic to confusion, to anger real quick.

"Where the hell have you been? I was really worried about you!"

"Sorry... we eh got stuck in the elevator." I chuckled softly.

"You got stuck in the elevator with Bob?" he shook his head grinning in disbelieve. "By the way, Bob, again?"

"Hi," Bob said smiling sheepishly and innocent like a baby.

Kiki leaned towards me. "I think he is stalking you..."

I softly pushed him back into our room and shook my head grinning.

"You wanna come in and have pizza with us?" I didn't know if I wanted to hug or kill Kiki for this question.

So, we ate pizza together. And it was really fun. Except for Kikis teasing maybe, which occasionally ended in mine or Bob's head flushing red.

When we had finished the pizza Kiki convinced us to watch a movie together in my bed, but after only ten minutes he said he was suddenly really tired and he left the room with a devilish smile. Leaving me and Bob alone in my bed.

I gave Bob an apologetic smile. Which he answered with a shrug and a grin. His grin sent shivers down my spine.

I was so tense the entire movie I, I didn't move even an inch and my hands were clenched into each other tightly.

I was too afraid to look at Bob the entire time, so when I finally did, to ask him how he had liked the movie, I noticed that he had drifted to sleep. His beautiful eyes were closed, his long dark eyelashes brushed softly against his cheeks and a stray curl had fallen into his face. This time I couldn't resist the urge. I slowly lifted my hand and moved it towards his face. I could hear my heart banging and I held my breath as I carefully pushed the stray curl behind his ear. I left my hand there for a few seconds. Cupping his face just barely touching his skin. He looked so peaceful.

I was just about to move it away when Bob suddenly moved. He grabbed my wrist so that I couldn't remove my hand. My heart skipped a beat and I was still holding my breath when he finally opened his eyes. His eyelids were heavy and his eyes looked different again, just as they had in the elevator. Somehow darker and deeper, missing that cheerful sparkle. But there was a different spark there. Like a flame burning from within. Bob slowly released my arm but only to put his hand on my neck. He slowly started pulling me closer while he also moved its face towards mine. Slowly. Inch by inch, the tension nearly driving me crazy until we were only mere millimeters apart from each other. I could feel his breath on my lips. I closed my eyes and-