A Little Touch of Heaven

Do I know you? (Chapter One)

The sound of my running footsteps, trashing through puddles. The water splashing from them and landing on my jeans as I ran to find somewhere to hide out. Till this storm passes that is. Looking for any place that was open, not having much luck. I soon saw a store with the lights on inside, and a few people through the big window. I took my chances, and ran faster. Finally getting to the door I open it. Looking around as I took in the warmth of the little store, that seemingly sold books. 'Just my luck,' I thought.

'Everywhere else is closed.'

I made my way to the bookshelf not far from me, picking up the first book that caught my eye. I open it and start to read. I felt a person walk up next to me. I jump, hearing a vaguely familiar voice speak to me.

"Um hey I know this is gonna sound weird but, do I know you?" I turn my head to be met with an oddly familiar face. I stare in awe of his beauty. His tanned caramel skin, his deep forest green eyes, his midnight black hair perfectly draped over his face, and his smile oh his smile. "I don't know, do you?" I ask as I feel my checks heat up, hoping he would think I'm still recovering from the coldness just outside the door. "I don't know that why I asked you. But did you go to Elk Valley High School?" My face contorted in confusion.

How did he know that?!'

" H-how did you know that?" I stuttered out. "I did as well!" He proclaimed. "I knew we've met before, I'm Dean Harwood!" My face dropped.

'Why is he here, How could my day get any worse?! First the storm now I meet my high school crush in a bookstore in jeans and a sweatshirt!'

"Oh yea I know you, I'm Issac Whitlow. I think we had music and P.E. together." He sat there is shock, I watch as his checks tint a light pink. "The Issac Whitlow?! As in Picasso Junior?!" I looked down nodding I wanted to forget about that nickname and leave it in the past, plus sure I'm good at painting but I could never compare myself with the great Picasso! I sigh "Yep that's me," I give him a fake smile. "Holy Shit! I-. I don't know what to say...your art was amazing! I'm sure even better now!" He says with a chuckle still smiling. I feel my heart flutter a bit. "Really?"

"Hell yea, I wanted to pay you to paint me something to put in my room and look at everyday!" I stood there with my mouth slightly a gape.

'He wanted my art in his house!? Holy crap!'

"You know I really wanted to talk to you all the time back ten but I was never able to, but hey atleast I get to talk to you now right?" I smile at him this time it being real. "So uhh would be willing to paint something for me? I-I'll pay you." he asked while pulling out his wallet. My face quickly turned to shock and shock my hand quickly. "No, no there is not reason to pay me consider it a gift from a friend."

Dean looked at me confused when I said this. "Nope, I'm paying for it you should be paid for your work," he said while smiling at me.

I hear the door to the store open and look over to see a attractive young woman. She seemed to be roughly 25 with long light brown hair. She started franticly looking around the shop till she saw Dean. "DEAN! OMG OMG ITS REALLY YOU!!," she said while squalling and running over to him. Before he can turn his head she hugs him and starts jumping. "I saw you in the window and had to see if it was really you!!" Dean looks down at her wide eyed. He proceeds to try to get her off of him but she won't let go. So he asks her to let go of him, to which she ignored and kept hugging his arm. After a minute she stops and looks at me with a disgusted face.

"Baby who is this prude?" She asked him with tears in her eyes. She gasps and a tear rolls down her face "Are you cheating on me?!?!?!?" She yells completely ignoring that there were other people in the shop. Dean shoves her of his arm and tells her "I don't know who the fuck you are, and don't touch me.

She slowly lets more tears fall from her hazel eyes, she soon starts sobbing. Breathlessly telling him that she just loves him and wants them to be together. She slowly starts naming movies. I look at him confused, I have never been big on movies only shows. She turns around and runs out the door into the rain.

I look at him "What was she talking about?" He let out a long sigh. "I was gonna tell you later, but I guess I should explain now."

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