alyana never knew when she would meet her first love, like all little girls she dreamed about it. growing up, seeing all of her friends fall in love was heartbreaking. she wanted it so badly that she cried, wondering what could be wrong with her that no one wanted to know her.
she imagined how she would meet him, maybe like in a romantic movie, he would save her from a sticky situation or maybe he would just come up to her and talk.
she didn't know exactly when it would happen, but she knew it would happen, she hoped it would.
when she saw timothée for the first time, she didn't even look twice in his direction as she was simply walking in the street and a beautiful guy was walking in the opposite from of her. she made an eyes contact for a second, nothing more and never thought about it again.
but timothée, he turned around to look at her as she began to disappear from his sight. she was a stranger in the street who had stolen his breath. his friends thought he was crazy and stupid to think he would see her again 'you don't even know her name' he knew that but he didn't care. he was sure they would see each other again.
so two months later, when he entered a café and saw her, alone, at one of the table reading a book he knew very well — 'call me by your name'— he understood that it was a sign. so he walked towards her.
she looked at the man who just sat down next to her, a little confused she was frozen when she saw him. he looked familiar and so beautiful. she acted as if nothing was special, for her he was simply waiting for his coffee like everyone. but then, then he made a move.
he was a shaking mess, trying to take deep quiet breaths, hoping she wouldn't notice. he took a piece of paper from his pocket — thank god he even had one — and thought about what he was going to say. he knew he had to be quick, he didn't want her to leave again.
a paper appeared in front of her and she looked to the right, where the stranger was sitting. he just smiled. she took the piece of paper and read it.
'tell me everything about you'
her eyes widened and she hoped he couldn't see her blush.
(he could)
she looked into his eyes and before she could speak he did.
"im timothée," he prayed she wouldn't hear the tremor in his voice, he didn't want to sound pathetic in front of her.
(she could hear the tremor in his voice)
"im alyana," she replied, smiling softly.
april 24, 2024
HEWSONALY, POST
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