from the vault | a collection of old kellic stories

I remember

Written 10/19/2014

Kellin.

I remember the first time I saw you was at a coffee shop.

Cliché I know.

It had been raining all day, and I'd just had a very long day at school and all I wanted at that moment was comfort in the form of caffeine and the warm blankets of my bed.

Funny how instead I found you.

It was weird really, I always thought moments like those didn't happen in real life but I swear in that moment, when I looked at you, everything just stopped. And it felt like the world stood still for a second. Everything went quiet and it was like we were the only ones there.

Just you and me.

The way you looked at me left me breathless. Your eyes made me feel something I hadn't felt in a while. And your smile, God that smile reminded me of stars. Millions and millions of stars shining brightly on a hot summer night. And It just felt right.

The way our eyes connected with each other; chocolate brown boring into sea blue, I felt as if you were a long-lost friend from middle school and we just saw each other for the first time in years on the local grocery store.

But I didn't know you, and I'd never seen you before. For some reason I really wanted to.

Now that I think about it, I must have looked so stupid to you back then, I mean, I was staring at you like an idiot when all you did was ask a very simple question.

"Hi, what can I get for you?"

I could've answered right away but I was too lost in your voice. It was the sweetest sound I'd ever listened to and it made my insides get all warm. I wanted you to talk to me all night long.

I remember at that moment I thought I would never get tired of hearing you talk.

Only the cough of a woman standing behind me on the line brought me back from my little fantasy land. I snapped out of my daydream and I heard you laugh a little, causing the blood to rush to my cheeks even faster.

I finally told you my order.

You wrote it down on the cashier, gave me my ticket and I took a step aside ready to pick my coffee and leave as soon as possible (I couldn't take more embarrassment and I wanted to pretend that day had never happened) (I wanted to pretend I never saw you either) (whoever you were)

But you had to forget to ask for my name.

You startled me, again in less than five minutes, and when I looked back to you, you were still smiling, like you were enjoying it or something. And I remember I felt a little hatred for you at that moment. I mean who the fuck did you think you were? I thought you were making fun of me and it ate up at me. But I told you anyways, I really wanted my coffee.

"Kellin." I said simply.

Then I took my phone out of my pocket and pretended to be busy writing something down when you finally called for me. I snapped my head up and took my coffee. I was about to leave when I noticed something else beside my cup.

A cookie box.

"I didn't order cookies." I said, truly confused, but you looked at me again and you had this smirk on your face that could only scream trouble.

"I know," you whispered. "It's on the house." And you winked. Winked. And then turned to take the rest of orders. I remember I stared at the tray in front of me for at least ten seconds until I finally picked both things up and walked outside into the pouring rain.