The New Yorker meets Royalty

Chapter 3: The Perfect Meet Up

I woke up with tears rushing down my face. I dreamt about that awful day again, feeling angry at myself for not doing anything that could stop the wedding.

As I was catching my breath, the phone suddenly rang.

I then made my way towards the phone, and listened to who was calling. It was Elizabeth.

Elizabeth knew about our meet up, because Audrey told her about it. Elizabeth sounded ecstatic and cheerful about the said meet up. That made me forget about the bad dream I had.

I went to the bathroom to get ready. I freshened up, brushed up my hair, the usual.

While getting dressed, I just can't forget that face. Who wouldn't notice in adore that face? Well enough of the daydreaming, time to meet up with the British royalty.

I went down, rode my motorcycle and checked my watch. It was 10 am. I knew that time Audrey was having her shooting.

Knowing that her shooting will finish a bit late, I knew I still have ample time to have a stroll around New York especially the park.

I stopped by the park, and started to clear my mind. As I sat down the bench, I kept on thinking how to approach Audrey, what words to say, what would make her happy, what to give her.

As I look at the doves that fly away, my mind drifted with them, feeling that I can also see the city from above.

This is my way of escaping my problems, my fears, and my pain. I wonder if there are people experiencing any problem similar to mine.

My problem is feeling like I'm lacking something in everything I do. It's like everything I do is not good enough.

Why am I not comfortable with myself?

I felt weak.

I don't want to think about these things. I don't want to ruin my mood.

Time flies when you're thinking deep.

So long as I got up from the bench, I felt a twitching ache in my abdomen. I then realized it was my stomach.

'Damn I'm hungry.'

I went back to my bike and drove straight to the diner but before arriving, I saw a little girl crying asking for help because her kitty cat went up to a tree.

I can't stand little girls who are in need of help. So, it's time for me to save the day.

I went to her and introduced myself first, and ask for the girl's name. Her name's Carmela and her cat's name is Mustache.

As I was climbing the tree, I kept my focus on Mustache because the truth is, I'm afraid of heights.

I was about 10 ft. Suspended in the air, reaching out to mustache. Good thing mustache is afraid of heights too, because when I came close to him, he suddenly jumped into my arms.

The cat must have felt like I'm his Knight and shining armor to the rescue. While holding the cat in my arms, I heard a familiar voice, which said, "Kiss me now and don't you ever fall in love."

Could it be the voice that I'm hearing was the voice that I heard from the telephone and the voice I had conversed with at the diner? Then my conscience told me to look down.

Then I saw her, words cannot explain how beautiful and elegant she carried herself, I could truly say that the heavens above took time on making her and made her perfect for who she is.

As I was clearing my head to whom she was talking to, I saw her kissed a man just below me, I felt like a mistletoe, guiding and witnessing two lovers kiss until one was swept off their feet.

I don't know why but I felt jealousy and madness spiraling down my head, I was already talking to myself, "The one I fell for was already taken".

Just as I was witnessing reality right just below me, I felt gravity pull me and the cat down from the branch just above Audrey and the lucky guy she just kissed.

Embracing the cat and keeping my eyes closed, on midair while falling, I felt my heart almost had its way up my throat and nearly going out of my mouth.

Then a sudden "thud", I felt my back hit the ground, and a voice that I won't forget, "James, James Oh My Gosh are you alright?"

Just as I opened my eyes, I became paralyzed and speechless because not only because of seeing her but also I fell in a set in the middle of her shooting.

Just as she took my hand and helped me up, I heard someone shouted "Cut! Damn it that's the 10th take, would someone please take Mr. Perfect away from the camera. Thank you."

I awkwardly strolled out of the set. I then made my way towards Carmela and gave her cat back.

"Thank you so much sir," she happily said.

"You're welcome. Anytime."

She smiled pleasantly at me then walked away. When I was about to get near my bike, I heard her sweet voice call my name again.